My little Emily cat and your dog have clever gift-giving ideas. One summer she brought me two complete sets of gardening gloves, one at a time. I laughed thinking of the neighbors replacing the one pair only to make the mistake again of leaving them somewhere where she could find them.
She brings me Daisy, the dachsund across the alley’s, toys. And knowing my love for flowers she brings me dried leaves - a maple, an oak. One summer it was a huge dried dragonfly and several dried cicadas.
There is the occasional live baby rabbit or squirrel carried gently, mommylike, by the nape of the neck. And a multitude of birds, voles and mice both living and in assorted stages of dying.
If I am sleeping these things will be placed on my pillow or in the bed with me - breakfast in bed!
But the most amazing thing Emily ever did and which indicated some extraordinary ability to draw connections happened when she was still a tiny kitten. I’d gotten up to use the bathroom and Emily came along. She left, went down two flights of stairs to the basement and brought me back a whole roll of toilet paper. It was as large as she was and I still wonder how she managed to carry it up the stairs.
She also restores household items to their correct rooms if one of us has left something laying around. One year at Mardi Gras my husband left some beads in the living room. The next day they had been taken to my bedroom and deposited in a box of costume jewelry from my parents’ home which I was sorting through for disposal. It was Em’s keen eye for connection which acomplished the transfer.
The other evening she came in from outside and gave my husband a rusty roofing nail. This ability of hers to match the gift to the person really is interesting to me.
Once she brought me a small felt hammer from the inside of a piano. I think I’d be stretching it a bit far to assume she equated it with me but I still wonder where she found it and why she brought it to me.