Theres been plenty of shizz weighing on my person for the last little while … and I’m trying not to over dwell or over analyse … not 2 things I’m exceptionally good at I might add.
But over my morning coffee, I was watching these little critters.
Now without going into too much of a back story: a. these aren’t our kittens and b. they’re probably the equivalent to Jim’s ‘Wingless Dragons’ aka squirrels, as far a pests go.
But what I noticed about these little critters (and this 2 of 3), is the little one sitting down, kept falling asleep in this position and tilting sideways; then she’d wake up, have look around for her siblings and doze off again. She did this for over half an hour while her siblings played happily in the long grass.
It got Me thinking about the “Watchers”.
Those in the pack or the family, that do the watching and the protecting. Whether this role just fell on them because they were first out of the womb or whether it was part of their make up / character, I’m unsure.
But how many “Watchers” do you know? How many ‘watchers’ have I watched because I am a watcher too?
The “Watchers” tend to get overlooked, because they’re not cute and cuddly; they’re not playful or over friendly … they’re not particularly likeable.
Because they’re the ones doing the Watching.
So today I tilt my make believe glass to all the “Watchers” and protectors and guiders and alerters, who get overlooked and forgotten.
Here’s too Us!
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