Too long have I languished
Waiting for word
Waiting for my fur to be ruffled
Once more
Too long has it been
Since the PUdee was here
Since I served as warming winter wear
Wrapped around
Too long have I waited
No more
But alas there is only
One PUdee for me
And so I continue to abide here
Lying patiently
Perfect moments are far too ephemeral
Most days feel more like I've taken demerol
Sleep is all the ease I can find
Though I don't mind occasionally mounting a behind
Volunteers around here are so flighty
After "yes" the howling's far too mighty
Guess I'll just go back to dozing days
Till PUdee returns like always
The courtyard was drenched in sunlight and nekos
A lazy midday moment
Slanting rays cast dappled shadows through the slotted stand
As Nouna lay in solitary splendor amidst the newshorn grass
Comet, eager to please, pleaded her case, for once silently
While Ajax scoured the exterior of the still smoky grill
For signs of life - or remnant morsels
JJ stood silent sentinel, back clearly defined in the doorway
As is his wont when the Lady is abroad
And I? I am at peace, here beneath my PUdee's loving digits
And then
A twitter, a chirp, furious yipping
The peace is shattered
As fur flies, first forward, then inward
Motion, unrest, distress -
The campaign's over, the fight is all but done;
And life returns to placidity and coolness in our shaded den
My PUdee's back
But for how long?
Should I wait
Or start my celebratory song?
The litter box is clean once more,
The courtyard door stands open
JJ's snacking all the time
Soon he'll blow up again
Ajax and Comet,
Who've grown so much,
Now have to learn
the PUdee touch
Sweet Nouna Lady,
Queen of our home,
Is coming to terms
With the outdoor roam
And I?
I have my PUdee
for now
Kilauea has erupted on a nearby isle
Spewing forth lava in classic Pele-style
Tourists flock to see the sight
Choking on the fumes
They no longer flee in fright
Of encasement in liquid tombs
On Oahu, the Gathering Place,
Gas guzzlers add to the general haze
And so you see the warm fog in your face
Is smog-enhanced vog that's causing this daze
It's been too long
Since I've pawed a song
Here
In the blogosphere
I think I've lost what little touch
I might've had once, though not much
One more month less a week
Till I feel your cheek
Fur to skin
We both win
Been way too long to be away
Wish instead of a visit I might stay
Auwe
Catnip high
Where a neko can touch the sky
You know he'd be a poorer Boy
If he never ripped the kitty's thigh
You know he'd be a poorer Boy
If he never ripped the kitty's thigh
Yes, another catnip high
Catnip high
Why? Oh why? . . .
Catnip high
Doo do doo de doo...
Catnip high
Touch the sky with your catnip high
Got my picture on an iPhone
Just wish I weren't so all alone
Except I'm not
Cuz JJ keeps me hot
Cuddling up to keep warm
Just the winter norm
Then there are the Gurlz
Especially the one that twirls
I kinda like when she comes around
Except for the other one with that ringing sound
Eh, time to take another nap
This life of leisure is such a snap
Happy New Year to you all
This one's gonna be a ball!
You did not call
You did not bother
Did you think
I was busy with Father
Your furry face
I see each day
Passing by
Along the electronic highway
I reach out to touch
Your sweet paw
I long to feel
Your gentle maw
But you're far away
Across the wide sea
And I'm here alone
With nobody
I miss you, Love
I miss your sweet paws
I miss your lashing tail
And your imperious laws
(though not so much
your always sharp claws)
You do not call
You do not write
It's almost as though
We've had a fight
(did i miss the memo
while watching some dumb demo?)
You have to know
I wouldn't have left
But for the fear
Of being bereft
(Of my last standing parent, so to speak;
he doesn't stand much because he's so weak)
I miss you, Max
My lovely Boy
I wish I were still
Your favorite neko toy
Saw a car
Didn't drive it too far
Felt real fine
Wished it were mine
When such a feeling comes over me
There's an overwhelming need for money
But times change
Feels strange
Car stayed put
I left
It's been over a month since you went away
Long ago you promised to stay
You said you were mine and that we'd always be together
Sweet enough words in fair, balmy weather
But now every night when I look for you
You're nowhere to be found; I'm so blue
Where are you when I need your warm embrace,
When Nouna and her Gurlz are all up in my face?
JJ's all right, but he's still such a kid
He's rarely willing to do as he's bid
Sure you call and murmur sweet nothings
But that's cold comfort, like your leftover clothings
Did I say something wrong? Didn't I do everything right?
Did I miss the moment when we had some ultimate fight?
Why have you gone so very far away?
Promise you'll come back to me some day
Pudee's back from being away
Though rumor has it she's not here to stay
But I have friends with whom to spend my days
Three who sleep, one who continually plays
JJ keeps an open eye and ear
For when the garage lights appear
He always sounds the alert loud and clear
To let us know when a human is near
We quickly rise to sit and wait
At the courtyard screen gate
Whether early or very late
Our greetings always do elate
I only wish Pudee
Would stay longer with me
How can it be pouring cats and dogs
Somewhere called the Midwest
When all I see are melting clogs
Beside my bone dry chest
The temperature has dropped a bit
Or so I have been told
The fog's returned on the Bay to sit
But I feel no hint of cold
The fussing continues to disturb my peace
As books go into boxes
I'll be glad enough when this ado can cease
And we eat some loxes
Someone has suggested
That rhyming is very high schoolish
But since I've never gone to school
I'll ignore such criticism as just plain foolish
Something's stirring, I can tell
Though I cannot understand very well
Pudee's leaving again, I think
The thought makes my heart sink
Every day every way
I try to tell her I want her to stay
When will she leave? I don't know
But I don't want her to go
Maybe if I love her enough
She'll stop packing all her stuff
And stay here contentedly
With me and the rest of the family
The wind picked up
My breath blew away
Pudee left
Though I begged her to stay
Now I lie here
Struggling to breathe
I may look calm
But inwardly I seethe
Pollen puts me in a pickle
Makes me limp and tired
I've licked my fur clean
Now I feel wired
But I don't feel strong
I don't feel frisky
I feel like moving
Is highly risky
No motion is best
Just let me rest
The courtyard door is barred
While hawks swirl high overhead
Though Little Gurlz may whine and beg
They're better off live than dead
For everyone just wants fresh meat
And Little Gurlz are oh so sweet
Beneath their flashy fur so fine
Is tender meat on which to dine
So the courtyard door must remain unopen
No matter what is said
For 'tis better to live life in a gilded pen
Than to help young hawks be fed
Or is it?
Delta and Dawn are free at last
Leaving foolish humans in their past
They've finally made it
Down the river and out of the Bay
Past every idiot
Shouting and shooting every which way
Back to the peace and serenity
Of the deep blue ocean
The wide blue sea
I'm in a clearly foggy state today
Wondering what I'm going to say
Ajax prowls, eager to play
JJ just wants the humans to stay
But for Ajax there can be no game
For JJ's wish just more of the same
The humans find home far too tame
So out they go and who's to blame?
This weekend
Is supposed to be
A time of remembrance,
That's the key
The living should pause
For those who died to be free
But all I hear
On the news right now
Is daily complaining
About gas prices and how
If only this or that or another
Then people would be nicer to each other
Too seldom these days do I hear a tale
Of someone's selfless deed helping others
Too rarely are the deaths reported on the air
About anyone laying down their life for their brothers
As though the heroes whose blood fed this land
Have all died out or worse
Been stifled or culled or even been banned
Leaving behind only a curse
I must be mistaken
Don't listen to me
My furry brain
Is all asea
There used to be a large wild field by the Bay
Filled with tangled grasses and weeds
Where feral rabbits and squirrels roamed free
And humans supplied their snacking needs
But like so many other long lost fields
Large smelly machines have overrun it
Now there's a long high chain-linked fence
Defining spaces where buildings might fit
The rabbits are gone, and the squirrels too
There's nothing left but flat rolled dirt
And evidence of roadkill in the street
Mute testament that some were worse than hurt
Buildings bring business and boost the economy
So it has been said
Money is good for the humans in the community
The old ways of life are dead
Delta and Dawn? Seriously? Pardon my prose, but -
Yep, that's what the mother and calf have been named, according to media reports. I am, of course, referring to the whales that are swimming in the Sacramento River, which has a lovely manmade levee. I guess the whales are fortunate neither picked up that name...
Does anyone besides me wonder why they linger near this particular bridge instead of moving on? Have I watched too much Star Trek? Can't help thinking they're trying to respond to a rendezvous all-call...
Okay, outta here and back to my own universe...
