It was forty years ago that the Crosby, Stills and Nash album, Deja Vu came out. Ray and I were planning to be married in November and we had rented an apartment—actually the bottom floor of an old house—and we were spending evenings and weekends there getting it ready. It needed to be painted and cleaned. It was, let's be honest, a dump, but we could afford it and we saw some charm in it and we knew we could make it livable and comfortable. The first thing we moved into the apartment was my stereo and our combined collection of records, so we could have music to work by. One Saturday we stopped on our way to work on the apartment and bought Deja Vu, our first joint music purchase. We played it over and over. It is still one of my favorite all-time albums. So many great songs, including "Carry On", "Almost Cut My Hair", "Woodstock" . . . Really there are no bad songs on that album. My favorite was "Our House." Beautiful song and it was so appropriate to where we were in our lives.
In time we had two cats in the yard. I always loved our cats. We have had dogs too, but honestly, and I know you might think less of me for saying this, but I am not so fond of dogs. Maybe I have just never owned a really wonderful dog, but I'll take a cat. When our last cat, Grace, died in March, we decided she would be our last cat. My allergies have gotten worse over the years and I learned that I am allergic to both cats and dogs, so indoor pets are really not a good option. We hope to do more traveling and it is such a hassle to figure out how pets will be taken care of when we leave. It was a good decision and I really haven't missed having cats. But I love having the neighbor cats come into the yard. They seem to be attracted to our yard. I often look out the back to see a beautiful black tuxedo cat laying on our deck. He is a frequent visitor. There is a beautiful gray tabby who likes the front porch and especially likes watching the birds at the feeder, and I don't think he ever does more than just watch.". . . Our house is a very, very fine houseWith two cats in the yardLife used to be so hardNow everything is easy'Cause of you . . ."
Today I was standing at the living room window talking on the phone and noticed a little white cat sitting on the sidewalk watching me. We locked eyes and she scurried over to the window and sat, under the bushes, looking up at me. After I ended my phone call I went out to the porch to see if she needed a little affection or would sit by me on the step for awhile, but she ran off. That was a couple hours ago, but she is back, under the bush and seems to be watching for me.
She is welcome here, any time. Maybe we will be friends. Maybe it is because of the song, or not, but I like to think we are destined to always have cats in the yard. Isn't she pretty?