Monday, July 31, 2006

Confusion in the Face of Invasion

Where did it all begin? P.U. had finally returned from an extended stay and life was settling back to normal when the dreaded black suitcase descended from the closet shelf again. In vain I tried to stop the packing, only to find myself stymied at every turn. Sure enough, on Wednesday afternoon, the house emptied out and stayed that way. JJ and I waited all that night and the next day, but no one came through any doors.

Then Thursday evening Aunty L came and stayed for awhile. She always tries to pet me, but I'm too fast for her. JJ's a better host than I am; he just sits out there in the living room, politely chasing whatever toy she deigns to offer him. It's nice of him to give her something for her time and effort in keeping us company and feeding us.

Friday was more of the same. Fortunately, the weather finally started to cool off, so the house wasn't such a sweat box. Ever seen those WWII movies? I haven't...

By Saturday JJ and I were both feeling pretty lethargic when suddenly we heard a familiar sound: the car! Sure enough, we soon heard the outer garage door opening. Like a flash we charged the courtyard, arriving simultaneously outside the courtyard door. Oh, the joy! P.U. had returned.

I couldn't believe it when P.U. headed out again Sunday afternoon. Usually, there's at least a 48-hour stay before any motion is made to head back out. I admit I was worried, but I had no idea how worried I should have been.

Several hours later P.U. arrived bearing two carriers. Inside the carriers I smelled - something strange - females! I'd almost forgotten the smell. Sometimes I can almost remember my mother and my litter mates. I had five sisters and two brothers, I think. This, however, was different. I hissed, just to let the strangers know whose house they were entering.

Today has been more of the same. P.U. opened the closed door for awhile this morning, and I put in an obligatory appearance to hiss, just to let the newcomers know that this is my house. I think they got the message. Time will tell.

I had to hiss JJ, too, so that he would know where he stands in all this. Since then, however, I've also let him know he's still #2, well ahead of the strangers.

Two of the strangers are very little. I'll have to think about that. There's a female, though. I can sense her, and I've got her scent. I know she senses me, too. We'll see about that one in due time. Oh yes...

Monday, July 17, 2006

Still Hot

The outdoor thermometer read 93, so I looked around to report this. When I looked back, it had dropped to 92. I don't feel the difference. I wanna go back to my nice, cool fog blanket!

No, that's not true. Here where it's warm, I can sleep all day. The view is greatly green. My joints, though beginning to creak, ache less often they used to do. Of course, Pudee still puts slanderous words on my blog, to which I do most heartily protest, but the air is fresh, and heavy with summer scents. Car exhaust, which I used to think was fresh air, is much fainter now, usually only noticeable around the crack beneath the impenetrable door in the garage.

Too bad the world news is also too hot, and no tsunami is gonna cool that off.

Word.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Smoking Hot

I want my blanket of fog back
So I can sleep like a log - fuzzily slack
Mornings are gently soft and grey
Why can't the weather just stay that way?
When we were ensconced on the peninsula
I could spend the day in bed hurrah
Now that we're here in this hot land to stay
I wish that bright sun would just go away
That black-and-white cat outside my window
Struts her stuff while I just take things slow
She boasts of her freedom but I think she's lonely
Visiting everyone but wishing I were hers only
Now, she's pretty hot, you bet
Someday maybe she'll be mine yet
We'll prowl around all those cool green bushes
Just need to give this window a feel more firm pushes
But no, I'd miss my human too much
Guess I'll stay in for nuzzlings and such

Friday, July 07, 2006

Sun Bum

JJ is a little sun bum
He makes my heart hum
His fur is sleek and warm
A perfect reflection of his form
Full of energy and zest
As a playmate he's the best
Whether laid out on a car hood
Looking fine and feeling good
Or basking in the summer sun
JJ is surely number one
How can anyone doubt this little guy
Is the apple of this eye?

P.U.'s Home

Pudee's home and here to stay
Now I can snuggle the night away
Daylight hours are filled with fresh air
And as much courtyard time as we can bear
So though I've been coughed and been kind of sick
Pudee's been here to wipe it all up real quick
JJ has his game back on
He's full of energy and eager to be gone
The toys in the closet are all dusted off
Now he must prove he hasn't gone soft
Pudee's back and we're really glad
Cuz when Pudee's gone, everyone's sad

(Hey, don't make me sound so much like a sap, writing such drivel, so much pap!)

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Night Lights

Night Lights
2 July 2006

Pudee’s returned in dark of night
From distant lands on a long flight
Bringing unfamiliar scents
Filled with emotions oh so tense
Strange at first yet familiar too
Pudee’s warm if slightly blue

JJ’s got his game back on
Thinks the struggle he has won
But just wait till Pudee’s free
Then he’ll see it’s still about me

Pudee’s arms clearly need filling
Not just lashing tails and milling
Mine are the paws that’ll knead Pudee
And help to let those worries be.