This year, Mother's Day is May 10th, the birthday of our kittens 2 years ago. I come from cat people and my mom taught us to love, appreciate and enjoy cats. They add a special dimension to regular living.
Our house turned into a riot, after the kittens were born. I thought of it as we had 3 cats and 5 kittens. Then my mother came to visit. She loves cats and was thrilled with the activity. Things got too rowdy for their nest to be in our bedroom, so we turned the living room into their playpen, by fencing them in with cardboard walls, which those tiny monsters were at times obsessed with climbing over. One afternoon as my mother was happily sitting in the midst of the mayhem, she said, "Eight cats. That's a lot of cats, Wendy." I didn't think of the kittens as cats. They were babies temporarily in our care, as we helped Apple, their mom, get them ready for their new homes. We watched Apple teach them how to hunt with live demonstrations and instruction, play, wash. She was so communicative, she would tell me when she was going out, so someone would be on babysitting duty, which my mom loved to do.
Moms are what keep the world going. Everybody has one. Remember your mom, get her some soap, a bouquet of flowers, lunch out and a piece of cake. Tell her you love her and that she's the BEST. At the Ithaca Farmers' Market.