Category Archives: pets

rose.

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rescued while trying to join a colony of cats in detroit

cared for by a foster family

 looking for a place to call home

i feel lucky she landed in mine

 shy and sweet and young

not quite sure what life will be like here

she came out from her hiding place

long enough for us to each check on the other

i see her natural fancy costume

of black ears and tail

snow white body

she’s now olive’s new sister

 and will be called rose

which makes her *rose kennedy

*(the cat, not to be confused with the political dynasty’s family matriarch who shared the same moniker)

“a kitten is, in the animal world, what a rosebud is in the garden.”

-robert southey

looking for my cat.

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no, she has not gone missing

but keeping santa’s promise

to sweet kitty, olive –

 find her a sweet companion.

with virus, time home, holidays

sweet little kitties are hard to find

but i’m on the case

ready for the rescue

i see her on the horizon

 have one very close

to coming home. 

“there are no ordinary cats.”

-colette

 

 

 

 

 

photo credit: reed.edu

all in.

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he is all in.

as the family enjoys their breakfast

one of the grand cats

decides to have his.

 jumps on the counter, straddles the cake,

 eats fresh whipped cream to his heart’s content. 

until he is outed. 

“whipped cream can remind you why it’s good to be alive.”

                                                                                 – deb caletti

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

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.

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