- Vol. 03
- Chapter 05
The Unseen Heart
We don’t see his heart. It beats in his chest like ours, it feels pain like ours, it breaks when we hurt or leave him, or when he grows too big or too ugly or gets too old to play like he used to. Or when it costs too much to keep him or when he is too much in the way or when he is too needy and we are too busy to stroke him or cuddle him until he curls into a ball and purrs. We don’t see his heart.
Odd, isn’t it, that a cat’s nose is shaped like a heart? It is how he breathes, how he survives, how he senses food and drink and danger. He cannot live without his nose. He has no language, either, no way to tell us his heart’s needs except through head bumps, mews and tiny licks that feel like sandpaper.
With every breath he takes, his unseen heart beats, too.