Our gray tabby cat, Jess, is very spiritual. She returned this morning from a 7-day fasting retreat in the neighbor's garage. The neighbors left last Friday for a vacation, so they did not disturb her. Last month Jess fasted and prayed for three days alone in our camper.
When she left the garage this morning, she came home and ate a little but her main concern was preaching. She got in my lap, looked in my eyes, and purred me a long, soulful sermon on the nature and wonder of love, kneading it into my lap with her paws in case I did not understand her vocalizations.