Monday's prompt in Journal Inspirations:
Muse: a source of inspiration; especially : a guiding genius
What would you consider to be your muse? Why?
Ah, that's easy; I have cats. My muse has a variant spelling: mews >^..^<
My cats come, at various times of the day, to lie in my office, occupy the
buckets above the monitors, flop on the table next to my left arm (a table
placed there for the kitties, in truth). Sometimes they walk back and forth
on the desk and suggest I take a break to pay some attention to the cat. They
purr, they rub, they bump.
Squirrel likes to sit next to me and
reach out a gentle paw and place it on my arm. All four make
meaningful eye contact.
They relax me. They provide background. They restoreth my soul.
Slightly Off KIlter 