Ever see a real cat fight? It ain't pretty! About every month or so our cats wrestle and do a little hissing and spitting. Nothing too alarming. Actually, I think our alpha cat, Perrier, is just re-asserting her dominance. Meanwhile, Evian doesn't just roll over but puts up a little fight to maintain her dignity. Or maybe they're both just blowing off steam from living together all the time (they're indoor cats). But then, really who knows what motivates cats...?
Actually, Kathleen and I aren't that different from the cats. For the most part we get along well through life's trials and tribulations. But even we snap now and then. And fight like cats, hissing and spitting at each other. After being together 15 years, I think both of us feel pretty confident that the relationship will survive the fight. At least I hope so...
But then there's nothing like a good fight to clear the air. As long as you fight fair and know when to stop. Often in the middle of a blowing-off-steam-from-stress-fight, Kathleen and I catch a glimpse of ourselves and start laughing. We realize that we're really fighting over nothing. Or what we are fighting about is so trivial that it doesn't merit the emotion or the volume.
And then we make up---and somehow like the cats, life just goes on---and we often go out to Starbucks. Before you know it we’re drinking lattes and laughing. And in time, all’s well again.
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