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| This is my 'mellow' look... have tea and book... need nap |
"Sometimes late at night when the rest of the house-hold is asleep, I sit propped up in my bed with the lamp on, going through the day's events, and planning the next. This is the time that Gigi, our little gray tabby, seems to enjoy the most. Perhaps because she has me all to herself then. If I'm writing or reading, she's right there on top of the paper or book playing with the pencil or biting at the pages. Sometimes she stares so intently at the page that it makes me wonder...
Other times she tries her hardest to get me to play. One of her favorites is 'flip the tail' - she flips as I attempt to catch it. She's very good. Another favorite is 'pounce'. She'll eye a possible target (usually my foot under the covers), wind up by wiggling her hind end a few times, then leaps straight up into the air and lands on the target, where she then pretends to tear it to shreds with her back claws and teeth. Actually I'm convinced that she greatly exaggerates her leaps for dramatic effect. She knows that these antics make me laugh.
'Cat-watching' is a great relaxation sport. Sometimes I scribble down a few lines while I watch. Even though they will never make poetic history, they do convey my feelings."
Here are a few:
Watching You
Watching you clean yourself - so fastidiously
Watching you play - so rambunctiously
I know I feel a pride akin to motherhood
Having raised you from a kit
You're a happy contented cat.
Flip Your Tail
Flip your tail I know the game
Entice ad tease to no avail
It's late and I have got to sleep
Your game of play will have to keep.
The next pic is Ghost's most likely reaction to my poems:





















