Like, Gigi, Woody has a dual nature that we celebrate on this special day. Woodrow Wilson Gutherie Feline is both an incredible snuggle monster, always close by and looking for under-leg tummy rubs...
But also the world's crankiest old man cat, barely tolerant of the affections of his little brothers.
Thus, Woody teaches us that we are all compassionate, but that being nice doesn't mean letting others walk all over us (or chew our necks). Woody reminds us that, through it all--even if we start out a small snake-eyed frizzy beast...
...even through Elizabethan Collars and knee surgery...
...our foremost duty is to honor and respect the miracle of life and to enjoy every day that we can spend with our fellow living creatures-- especially if they provide us with environments.
To celebrate Woodra Pooja, there be lots of ritualistic face rubbing, with the customary shedding of great amounts of facial fur. Thus, we coat ourselves with the essence of Woody: softness.
Once the rubbing has completed, there will be some eating of wet food mixed with water, plenty of sink hands (with Woody perched on the edge of the tub--not on the sink) and then we will repeat the cheek rubbing and coating of our pants in fur, pretty much every time we sit down.
There will be the traditional offering of a cup of water out of which I have taken sips for paw bathing and drinking.
And there will be appreciation of how beautiful and special all living things are. And we may even get weepy thinking about how lucky we are to have such magical and unique interspecies friends who mean so much to us every day and give us unconditional* love.
And then there will probably be more lap time.
Happy Woodra Pooja!
*Unconditional as long as there is wet food, clean litter and belly rubbing.