5 posts tagged “cat”
I came across this poem I haven't read in years and found myself loving it once again. Figured I'd post it up here for the sake of nothing but spreading it around some..
in other words
by charles bukowski
the Egyptians loved the cat
were entomed with it
instead of with the women
and never with the dog
but now
here
good people with
good eyes
are very few
yet fine cats
with great style
lounge about
in the alleys of
the universe.
about
our argument tonight
whatever it was
about
and
no matter how unhappy
it made us
feel
remember that
there is a
cat
somewhere
adjusting to the
space of itself
with a delightful
grace
in other words
magic persists
without us
no matter what
we may try to do
to spoil it.
So, it looks like Jack has found a little space that's all his own.
He's probably decided that he's tired of being surrounded by rats that he can't get at.
He's sitting on top of a bed standing on it's end. The bed is behind a cupboard that blocks off the extra room in our house to which we aren't allowed access. The landlord is keeping a load of stuff in there apparently (or possibly some skeletons, we don't know for sure).
I couldn't resist throwing this on here. That's some amount of cats!
I think this must be the closest I've felt to being a parent as of yet.
Our cat, Jack, is a bit of a strange one. He was born with an underdeveloped cerebellum, which means that he's the least co-ordinated cat I've ever known - he can have trouble walking in a straight line, and is liable to fall over at any moment. He's got one hell of a character though, and he's highly entertaining.
Anyway, as a result of his disability we decided that it was probably best to keep him in the house, for fear that he'd wander into our lane-way and just fall over at first sight of a car. So for the first year of his life, he's been a housebound cat. We take him outside when it's sunny but generally keep an eye on him.
The last few weeks we've been letting him hang around outside on his own, and to our delight he's been coming back safely and not really venturing too far... until tonight.
So, this afternoon he meandered off and didn't reappear. We had a brief look around but couldn't find him (and he doesn't respond to being called at all). So we decided to just leave our doors open and hope he'd return. Hours went by and no sign of him and as sunset approached we went out around the fields and up and down our lane. Still no sign and our neighbours hadn't spotted him at all.
I was definitely left with a feeling of being a worried parent! As it got dark we called off the search and just left the back door open, feeling somewhat concerned.
At nearly 11pm he finally wandered back in and went straight for his food bowl! Relief. I feel much more comfortable about it now and figure he's going to be safe enough being out by himself. It's nice to hear him clattering around the house again, falling over and bouncing around.