olive and rose
really have it made
a modern kitty headquarters
custom-designed and gifted from grandies
a special stash of catnip
gifted from those who cared for rose
no jobs, appointments, chores, errands, meetings, or responsibilities at all
a gift from mother nature.
“listen, don’t forget this.
don’t let this slip your mind.
most of us, if we’re lucky,
we see a few seconds of the high life.
and the rest are the residue years.”
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.”
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.”
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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
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
the same time and place
“the best time to begin keeping a journal is whenever you decide to.”
“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.”
when giving a friend my new address
she was surprised
that she already was familiar with that address
and she could let herself in
as she already possessed a key.
she used to care for a little black cat who lived there,
her client happened to be
the woman who sold me my condo
there is a new little black cat living there,
there must be something about the house
that needs a little black cat living there
to feel like home
I think they would have liked each other.
“I believe that life is chaotic, a jumble of accidents, ambitions, misconceptions, bold intentions, lazy happenstances, and unintended consequences, yet I also believe that there are connections that illuminate our world, revealing its endless mystery and wonder.”
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offered his cat
a chance to experience
virtual reality firsthand.
i really, really wonder what she thought.
“books are the original virtual reality.”
― marushia dark.
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.”
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.”
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.”