Somewhere...Over the (Unicorn Kitten) Rainbow

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Sometimes it's the little things. Like rainbow unicorn kittens.

I can be quite surly about popular things. Often my inner teen causes me to have a knee-jerk reaction against something just because too many other people like it. But not so with rainbow unicorn kittens.

Perhaps rainbow unicorn kittens have a storied, or sordid, history. Maybe they are even considered a meme. I just discovered them a few weeks back when looking for a greeting card to brighten up the day of a friend. I fell in love with them last night while looking for an image for a PowerPoint presentation. I needed something to capture the excitement and magic of my topic...and to fill up some space...and luckily, remembered the rainbow unicorn kitten and how happy it made me.

I don't even really like butterflies
(they actually creep me out a bit)
A google search of "rainbow unicorn kittens" returned more magic and excitement than I could have hoped for. It's amazing all the different emotions that a rainbow unicorn kitten can convey: wistfulness, majesty, whimsy, bad-assery.

It's not surprising I love the rainbow unicorn kittens. Like many teen girls of the 80's, I loved unicorns. I owned a unicorn blanket/bedspread, in a completely non-ironic way. I'm sure I had a unicorn folder or two.

And of course, I love cats. I do love them in a house, I do love them with my spouse. I do love them here and there, I do love them everywhere!

I love cats so much, that I've even tried to write a song about our cat, Sprout (aka and more usually known as Kitty Boo Boo). About a year ago, Chad and I took a songwriting class. I did not do a very good job of finishing my homework after the class, but I did come up with this lyric fragment, from the as-yet-unfinished, "Ballad of Kitty Boo Boo":

Don't George me, I can't help it if I'm cute.
Don't George me, I'm not open to dispute.

Yes, I admit I've been guilty of "georging" Kitty Boo Boo,  just like the Abomindable Snowman did to Daffy Duck and Bugs Bunny. I've loved her and squeezed her and called her George. And she's grown up to be a pretty surly and demanding kitty who still wants to get love and affection from her person-mom (me) despite her sense of dignity and disdain for me.


Many years ago I started my community theater career by playing Emily in "Our Town." One of my favorite scenes was when Emily realized the beauty and wonder of all the little things in life (I don't remember the lines except that Emily relished the memory of coffee. That may be the most believable lines I have every delivered on stage).

So the Rainbow Unicorn Kittens remind me that it's magic that silly, ordinary, and simple things can make me happy. Like coffee and Kitty Boo Boo and successfully making it through a work presentation without resorting to too many filler slides of rainbow unicorn kittens.



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