It dawned on me quite some time ago that I have a Catholic cat. (I know, I know.)
Seriously, though: She’s got a built-in “prayer radar.” Without fail, when I begin praying (no matter where she is in the house), she stops what she’s doing, runs over to me and plops down either on top of me or next to me and begins purring—her paws opening and closing in contentment and delight.
Maybe she’s drawn to the calm…the sound of my voice…the quiet; maybe she senses some sort of divine presence. I really don’t know. But without fail, she is my unofficial prayer partner. She even refrains from messing with my dangling rosary beads when I’m praying the rosary. (And for those who know cats, dangling beads are as enticing as a feather on the end of a string.)
As of recently, she’s now my prayer alarm clock. Just the other week I found her crouched on top of one of my rosaries, giving me a deliberate “look.” I made time to pray the rosary that very night.
If you enjoy delving into the bond that people share with their pets, there’s a great article from St. Anthony Messenger magazine: “How a Mutt Taught Me About God.”
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