Category Archives: cats

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.

hiding.

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someone must have tipped these two off
and told them
that they were going to see the vet today.
“you can keep as quiet as you like,
but one of these days somebody is going to find you.”
― haruki murakami

cat math.

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olive and glenn frey

insist on helping me

with the process of

sorting paperwork and doing bills.

they have been training for years

and clearly feel they are financial wizards.

“cats can work out mathematically

the exact place to sit that will cause most inconvenience.”

-pam brown

mixing it up.

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something tells me that

perhaps the wrong cat

drank the rescue remedy calming drops

from the water bowl.

one is facedown in a bowl of seashells

while the other, (my intended target)

is busy outside

standing up on two feet

looking in at me through the window

and meowing loudly.

“mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.”

-bertolt brecht

rockette.

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one of my daughter’s long-legged black cats

who i collectively refer to as ‘the nathans,’

enjoying a swing.

as of this posting,

he has never expressed a desire to be a dancer.

“just because you have long legs doesn’t mean you’ll be happy as a rockette.”

– nicholas lore

always the cat remains a little beyond the limits we try to set for him in our blind folly. – andre norton

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i have such a great assistant

nacho the cat not the food

takes his place

plops down

right in the middle

 of the stones of lake superior

and

works hard

to help me

solve the puzzle

moving pieces

bumping my hand

meowing bright ideas

IMG_0857then it all just becomes a bit too exhausting

so why move

when you can just flop over

and blend in?

his work is done here.

“sometimes it’s best to hide in plain sight.” ― david estes

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where’s nacho?

 

 

to say what your disguise is would be foolish. john mcAfee

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i realized

after leaving this note

just how strong

nacho the cat not the food’s

potato fetish

has become.

when it comes to the point

that i feel the need

 to disguise a raw potato

so that he does not sneak off with it

secreting it away

for his eating pleasure

things may have gotten out of hand

and

someone has a problem

but i’m not saying any names.

when we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained. – mark twain

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the known facts:

nacho the cat not the food

guarding his ‘catch’

a large unbaked potato

now missing a few bites

and partially peeled

on the stairs

the still-unanswered questions:

not sure

why

or

how

just

left

to

wonder

and

be

 impressed.

without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed.

what would be left to strive for if everything were known?

– charles de lint