Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 12

The shower turned on outside today, and for a moment I was grateful to be inside. It looked wet and scary, and cold. I sat by the window and listened to the water hit the ground, and thought about all of the outdoor cats out there. I wondered where they go when it showers, and if they wished they were indoor cats.

Then, as quickly as the water started, it stopped, and the sun peaked through. The sky was blue again, just like that.

That's when the most amazing thing happened: an arc of color appeared in the sky. I'd never seen anything like it - it was like a reminder that the pain of the shower is not only fleeting, but necessary. Without the falling water, we wouldn't appreciate the sun. And it's the sun and water together that make the color in the sky possible. 

In that moment I longed more than ever to be outside. I would sit in the shower all day if it meant I could feel the breeze against my whiskers, and the sun against my fur once again.