Distracted
My human, though returned from place(s) unknown, is clearly distracted. Meals come later than of old, litter ripens, and my blog is neglected. Only the loving remains. Still, as long as that remains, what else of life need I? Though the winds pick up and the skies are cast down, my human’s loving keeps me warm.
Okay, enough of that: why is my food dish still empty and my water all over the floor?
Home
My parental unit’s home:
I wish I could roam . . .
But I just dig in loam
Then wait for a finger comb
Or sniff that hairy dome
Fresh with shampooed foam
Aunty L was very nice:
She liked to toss me fresh new mice
And help JJ to scratch his lice
Even when she was eating rice
Or fixing up meat with a special spice
While the P.U. was playing with dice
Now that the P.U.’s back to stay
We can stay up all night and play
Or until the P.U. says nay
To the ruckus that arises when we make hay
After having slept contentedly all day
And ridden shoulders though they sway
Time to go to sleep I see
Just the P.U. and JJ and me
To those of you checking in on how I’m doing, know that JJ and I have been abandoned by our human for the next several days but will be lovingly cared for by Aunty L. Hope to blog to you again soon. GM-FE
I needed to be kneaded
And you kneaded me
You need to be needed
And I do need you
Let JJ have his day
But the nights belong to you and me
I lay in your arms purring
Boom
I’d stay in your arms all night
Boom
But the ground rises up and my paws stretch out
Boom
I’m off to do some serenading
Wet Nose
Wet nose from wet clothes
Where will I sleep tonight?
Wet toes fled wet hose
Where will you keep me tonight?
Sweet sleep long and deep
I want to sleep with you tonight.
Things that make me itch
Also make my nose twitch
When my nose is wet
Well, that's worse yet
Leave me in the dark
And I'll leave you my mark
So what'll it be?
Keep me company or set me free
Dust mites
Make me sneeze
So open the screen
Please
For if I scratch
But no one opens the latch
I'll just have to sit in the halls
And lick my balls
Everyone Needs To Be Kneaded
This has been a blissful weekend. JJ and I have enjoyed our occasional excursions into the dark, web-filled garage with its musty odors and plethora of insect eggs. Then, when we have been chased back indoors, we have each of us been treated in turn to the bliss of being kneaded. . . . and then, like a well-wrought dough, allowed to rest until it is time to be kneaded again. Ah, the ecstasy!
(Just thought I’d share; you can keep your cozy firelit logs that let off black smoke.) ;->
The Laundry Room
The laundry room is my new lair
For my favorite blanket is now there
A single leap, and then a bound
That’s where unbroken sleep can be found
JJ’s too little to find his way
So I sleep in peace all day
But last night he finally found me out,
Bided his time after following me about
And when I slipped down for a bite to eat
Up he popped and stole my new retreat
No worries, though, for I simply returned
To where the home fires always burn
I nestled down into my favorite spot
And spent the night cozily hot
This morning my human slipped out for a ride
So I spent the time singing to the wall on my side
The weather’s cooled and the rain has fallen
My energy’s up; I hear the Outdoors callin’
Somewhere out there beyond the door
Life awaits, and so much more!
CPR = Cat Paw Rubbings
It’s the most important maneuver a feline can perform, essential for daily well-being and proper maintenance of designated humans.
The purpose of a comma is to indicate a pause, and the purpose of paws is to bind together independent claws.
Lonesome
So many days
Locked in this house
No one to bother
Except my toy mouse
JJ just sleeps
In the sun all day
When night falls
He’s the one gets to play
That Aunty Carol
Thinks he’s so great
But she’s the reason
They’re always out so late
She tried to catch me
To give me “a ride”
But I’m too quick for her
I just zip and hide
She smells of perfumes
And garlic to boot
She’s a pretty lady
But I don’t give a hoot
This house is mine
And I’ll do as I please
So keep your perfume
And don’t make me sneeze
I want my human
Around on demand
Life should be
By my command
These sunny days
Are for lazing about
All too soon
It’ll be too cold to go out
So let me be
Don’t set me free
Can’t you see
My life suits me to a “T”
