"I'm gonna see the doctor today," I explained and, and took out my camera. "What a pretty kitty. Can I take a picture of you?" The camera had a memory card this time, unlike two months ago!
There was a cat sitting atop a boulder right across the street from the clinic. I took off my glasses and hurriedly shut my eyes a long time, saying to the kitty, "Pleeze look at the camera for me?"
(I've heard closing your eyes, for cats, is like smiling for humans; and they're more likely to do what you want for them after they've seen you "smile" for them.
Then the cat gave me a funny expression that seemed to say, "Oh, I get it! You want to see the Doctor, not ME!" I realized then I'd given him mixed messages: I wanted to see the doctor; could I take photographs of him? No wonder the cat was confused.
Aren't you glad God never gets fed up with our gobblygook and knows exactly what we mean...er, rather, sometimes answers prayer wiser than our foolhardy requests? Parents often do that with children.
