Making my little cat friends play / Annelies and the cat Tara

Making my little cat friends play... We have six adult cats (Rugiada, Grigina, Raggio, Inchiostro, Mandorlo and Foglia) and four little ones (Boscolino, Grandinetto, Albetta and Ventino) in the garden. I take care of them all daily and feed them, and teach them to play, and to act as a family, in a united way, with values of brotherhood / sisterhood I wish to see more among human beings too. Our cats stay most of the time in the garden (1200 square meters + rooftop of the barnhouse) but from time to time they climb on the fences to go explore the hill of the abandoned railway that is like a wood, or the nearby valley / river.

We very unfortunately lost Fieno last summer, and Calamaio mysteriously disappeared in October.

Am I the "dangerous Lebanese boy" Red-Oak accused me to be six years ago?

Or did he lie, victim of his own prejudices?

Annelies used the picture of a cat, after having to reject me, forced by a rigid and emotionally depleted environment to deny her feelings for me, knowing, fearing, her feelings would be judged by those surrounding her, and feeling so panicked to lose love a second time, after having lost the love of her parents in her childhood - or that's the way she felt after their separation. A divorce that traumatized her.

So, when Annelies was submerged by pain, by anger and by shame, she replaced her picture by the drawing of a black cat. She called her black cat Tara, because there is a famous cat with the same name in the USA who saved the life of a little child.

I let you guess why. 

For Annelies, the divorce of her parents felt like death. She used that word to describe how she felt to me.

And so, who is the bad and ugly character in this tale?

Me?

Or... 

Those who deemed themselves above the law?

Those convinced of their racial and cultural supremacy?

Those who did not have enough compassion to listen and understand to the pain of Annelies?

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And if Red-Oak does not understand the reference to the name "Tara" associated with Annelies and a black cat, let him ask to Little-Flute what I am referring to. But of course, none of you ever understood the reason of that name, of Tara. None of you ever tried to understand Annelies. Her drawings, her poems, her silences, it was all the same mist for you. You were all blind. 

Sorry, but this is the sad truth.

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