cats, sanskrit, and 9 kinds of love – or was it 96?

first thing this morning, i opened the kitchen door and let rum in, our cat. i bent down, stroked her thick gray fur, and told her how beautiful she was. i love rum. this love is tinged with admiration. we call her our zen cat; she is one of the most even-tempered creatures (humans or… Continue reading cats, sanskrit, and 9 kinds of love – or was it 96?