The ramblings of a writer/crocheter who wanders through flurries of cat hair and random skeins of colorful yarn in the search of a great story.
Friday, March 26, 2021
Think About It
The Hardest Path to Find and Follow
To feel the last of the time of day.
The beginning of to the end is
At last touched by the top of Life's lips.
A feeling through
By the loss of these hands.
To keep grasping
With the loss of hands
Is to feel the loss of one.
Touch with the undead hand
Brings the Shadows
Behind the unfulfilled Truths.
Truths left
By mouths dead but moving.
The light opens the door of Truth
Tuesday, March 9, 2021
Cats Are Toddlers
"Oscar, don't lick that thing off the carpet! You don't know what it is."
Sounds like I am reprimanding a toddler right? Nope. It was something I said this evening to my almost 12 year old cat Oscar. There are times when I feel that living with a cat is like living with a small, furry toddler. Here are some examples of I've said in my years of being a cat mom:
Gabby, don't smack your brother!
Oscar don't sit on your sister!
Stop trying to crawl into the dryer/closet/pantry.
Get out of the dryer/closet/pantry!
Don't eat your sister's barf!
No, I will not give you more treats.
If you eat too fast, you'll get yourself sick.
These phrases are just a sampling of what I have said (repeatedly) in my 11 years as a cat mom. They sound an awful lot like phrases uttered by people with toddlers. But honestly, the antics that I've seen over the years make those phrases worth it.