Emergency Repairs: Stat

It was just a periodic leak
A seeming bathtub overflow
Till burgeoning drops began to seep
Up through the floorboards from below

The first guy opened up the wall
Said galvanized piping won't do at all
The pipe's corroded, shot to hell
Crawled under the house and capped the well

Tore out the pipes and fixtures too
Banged and burned till he was blue
Asked if I wanted him to clean up the mess
Included in his time charge, no need to guess

Left the house with holes in the wall
Plumbing fixtures gone from the shower stall
Floor doesn't seep any more
No need either for a shower door...

Next plumber said, I can fix that
Looked at the wall and pushed back his hat
That wall needs replacing, too you know
So up the estimate must go

Pulled out the tub and looked at the floor
Y'know those repairs? Gonna need some more
Floor's all rotted out for sure
Exterior wall also needs a cure

Between water rot and termite damage
There's not much left that we can salvage
But we can fix that back gate for you
Since we're here, we can do that too

It's only money
Cash in hand
Can't take it with you
Put it into the land

Day Melds into Day

Today's tomorrow
I'm too slow
Tried to hurry
But just couldn't go

Been chasing my tail
Not just for sport
Contractors are elusive
The unreliable sort

But this afternoon promised
A new kind of guy
Called and came over
Seems pretty fly

If he can deliver
On that which he's promised
I'll be content
Instead of more pissed

So here's to the contractor
Who plumbs and pounds
Let's hope he's just
As good as he sounds

Borrowed Voice

My Pudee is not here with me
So we cannot see what each may see
What may be seen what may be thought
Who is chased, who has fought

And so with racing heart I must release
This blogsite to appease
Pudee's insatiable need to babble
About all and sundry of the rabble

When next will there will be some report
Of JJ's needs and Nouna's sport?
I cannot say but sincerely do hope
Releasing this blog does not prove me a dope

Dogged Doggerel for Proper Caterwauling

Doggerel is difficult when required on demand
Words rarely seem to come out quite as planned

Tis easier by far when one has something to say
Or at least begins in the proper mood to play

Unshaped thoughts like fluffy clouds not yet prepared to break
Can attract the oddest words merely for rhyming's sake

Add lack of willpower or self-discipline to the mix
And the result can leave a would-be writer in quite a messy fix

Rhyme rhythm meter: none seem part of any plan
Just putting down what comes out as only nonsense can

And yet when seen in light of such a lengthy drought
One can only be grateful that something has come out

Or not

Wondering re Wandering

Oh where oh where have my humans gone
Oh where oh where can they be
First one suitcase comes down
Then another one too
Oh where oh where have they gone

Meow!

Lemme Out

This morning was frenetic
Don't ask me why

Nouna kept to the courtyard
Till she could no longer resist the sky

The Gurlz dashed in and out
Dodging this way and that

JJ watched from his usual perch
To snatch the last bite, that chubby cat

Comet's been getting my share of kisses
Ajax almost never gets what she wishes

And I? Why I use my paw as a cap
And continue to take my usual nap

Grey Day

I like a grey day
Like today

The weather's ideal
For that sleepy feel

Nouna gets excellent
Outside time

While the others get
Simple rhyme

And I get the bedroom
All to myself

Or if I prefer
The cat tree's top shelf

Busy Morning

What was that?!?
Frack!

Not once, not twice,
But thrice
That erstwhile foot
I encountered

I am Max:
Supposedly
Immune to attacks
So what was that?!?

Random, you say?
No way!

Give me back
My peace and quiet
Days on end
All alike

How much longer
Will Pudee be
In town
Making my head and tail
Go round and round?

As that displaced Hawaii resident
Likes to say:
Auwe!

Reflection: In a Clearly Foggy State

The mind is slow
Too much ungrounded wattage
Synapses firing off in all directions
Threatening overload without adequate release
Ungrounded
Nowhere to go
Like an aging house wired for two-pronged ungrounded outlets
Small appliances
Small life
Getting smaller moment by moment
Like the sands of an hourglass

Frack it all!

These had better NOT be all there is
To the days of my life

I am nine by human count
Middle-aged for a domesticated feline
Thrice the life expectancy of my feral counterparts
Of my parents
Of my own expectations,
Given the circumstances of my birth

Sometimes I envy Nouna
Who had at least a year
Who tasted life as it was intended
Who yearns still
To taste the early morning breezes
To read the wind

While I remain ensconced
Enjoying the comfort
Of my cozy imprisonment
Contentedly discontented
As I await the sporadic promised return
Of my human

Tomorow will be soon enough

Slippage: I feel its onset once again
Slip sliding away
Back into the oblivious limbo
Of my slumbering mind
Willing to wait
Instead of willing to do

What was that?
zzzzzzzz.......

Too Long

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

Gone Again

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

One Perfect Moment

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

Back! But for How Long?

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

A Different Kind of Fog

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

Been Too Long

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 - An Evening Serenade

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

Pix

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!

Missing My Max

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

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

Where?

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