Category Archives: cats

the best time is now.

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what impeccable timing

as soon as i had finished working on puzzles

on my favorite old table

putting pen to my journal instead

olive also changed hobbies

from puzzling to journaling

at exactly

the same time and place

simpatico.

“the best time to begin keeping a journal is whenever you decide to.”
― Hannah Hinchman, A Life in Hand

“i’ve decided that the best time is now.

the puzzles are gone, there are no open spaces in a puzzle to fill in by laying on them with my body,

no pieces to quietly and slowly push off the table with my paw, and no frame to snag and break apart with my claw.

perfect time to begin a journal.”

-olive

attention.

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i get the feeling olive is in need of a bit more attention from me.

above, olive tries to add herself

into the frida self-portrait puzzle

disguising herself

as the 4th animal in the picture

a bird, a monkey, and now,

2 black cats instead of 1.

below, olive tries to add herself

into a cable news show

disguising herself

as the special guest co-host.

just a hunch. 

 

“give whatever you are doing and whoever you are with the gift of your attention.”

-jim rohn

form.

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olive the cat, not the oil

almost works up a sweat

during her usual workout routine.

at her recent annual vet visit 

 after weighing her in at 9.6 pounds,

they determined that she was overweight

and assigned her a ‘goal weight’ of 8 pounds.

the first suggestion was to up her physical efforts

(which currently include an all-indoor circuit training routine

of slowly moving from couch to bed to rugs and back

with an occasional look out the window

a saunter up the 8 stairs

or taking a few steps into the kitchen to eat),

other suggestions were to 

give her healthier food

take away her bowl

(I’m half Italian, I worry if her bowl gets low)

and put her new healthy food

in something she has to work to get to.

with her round figure

set atop lilliputian legs

that will never get any taller

she does resemble a bit of a child’s-hand-sized furry bowling ball

and luckily she has a year to lose her 1.6 pounds

but timing is everything

and as luck would have it

she recently received the gift of

her very own cat advent calendar

filled with little kitty treats ‘n things

set to kick off tomorrow 

and this might be a long year

for the both of us. 

“i do not oppose form, but only form as a goal.”

-ludwig mies van der rohe

scrutiny.

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 prince,

the cat of the house

where I am housesitting

does not settle for an easy way out

pushes for me to move ahead

and subjects my puzzle solutions to close scrutiny. 

 

“close scrutiny will show that most ‘crisis situations’

are opportunities to either advance, or stay where you are.”

-maxwell maltz

dramatist.

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olive the cat not the oil

cooly waits beneath the tree

acting as though she has not even noticed 

this new 6-foot thing in our living room

with lots of moving and dangling and twirling things on it

after i put it all up and walk away

she plans out her next day of play

knowing that i’ll be leaving for school

early in the morning. 

“the cat is, above all things, a dramatist. ”     

-margaret benson

 

encore une fois. (once again)

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glenn frey the rocker, (r.i.p.) and the eagles returning for one of many expected encores. 

glenn frey the cat has returned for a very unexpected encore.

his doctor gave him a last minute reprieve

offered him another chance

with new protocols and fingers crossed.

it may not last long

 he’s not in pain

and is purring again

so we’ll take it one encore at a time.

he and i were both equally surprised

olive took it all in stride.

 glenn still has no idea how big he really is

the lumbering giant

thinks he’s a kitten

knocking over everything in his way

he’s lived at least 3 lives since i’ve known him

that means 6ish still to go

and he’s still not ready to leave the stage for good, just yet.

“the encore is the short piece after the program has finished,

where the performer brings out something the audience doesn’t expect.”

-hillary hahn

 

 

our last day.

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we spent our last day together

glenn frey the cat, not the rocker

olive the cat, not the oil

and me.

glenn has taken a turn for the worse

and is quickly slowing down

resting in his favorite place

with olive refusing to leave his side

the three of us

sit in the quiet

just breathing

looking out at the signs

of the seasons changing

taking in the breezes.

i think back to his multiple rescues

his funny, crazy ways

his very loud voice

how i often spelled his name wrong

how he acted tough at first

but was really such a gentle giant

how he tried to camouflage himself in the vines and flowers

how he welcomed another rescue, tiny olive

into our little family.

in the morning

there will be

just two of us left

when we return to this room

as we say farewell

to our sweet friend, glenn frey.

even the flowers are sad.