Prising Gibbs

“Try to prise a limpet away from its rock and it will cling all the harder.” ― Jeremy Holme A limpet is a marine mollusk. I have a cat who will serve as its stand-in. Some days, prising Gibbs away from my side requires a chisel and pry bar. I am his rock with a thin coating of super glue. Where I go, he goes. When I sit, there he is – gray paws kneading rhythmically on a pair of LeeRead more

#CBWC: Soft Kitty

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) includes photos of pets or stuffed animals. This is an easy one. I have innumerable photos of Gibbs the cat, so without further ado… Join the fun of black and white photography by clicking on the link at the beginning of the post. Details and weekly themes can be found HERE and Cee publishes the B&W post around mid to late morning CST on her main blog page HERE.Read more

Light and Shadow

Green light of his eye holds a soulful gaze He lays in the comfort of red and gold Hardness of life digs into clouded daze The stress of being cat cannot be sold “Hey mom?” “Yes, Gibbs?” “Watcha doing?’ “Trying to write a sonnet or poem about you.” “I hope you are telling everyone that I’m a good boy.” You are, buddy, most days…” His world has changed somewhat for the better Gray paws roam free without prison’s firm gateRead more

#SoCS: Calculating Distance

Calculating… “What did you say, Gibbs?” Just thinking and calculating the distance between me and the bird sitting on the windowsill. “Where did you learn such a big word?” Dan’s cat Mimi. She said her owner is into calculating something called math. “Yes, I know about Dan and his math abilities, but how long have you and Mimi been talking to one another? And exactly what allows you to do this? Having you been emailing back and forth? Using myRead more

Read, watch TV, nap.

“Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence.” ~Alysha Speer~ MJM’s Diary of the Tired: Monday, March 15, 2021, 3:30 am – Gibbs the cat wakes me. The change in time may be at fault here, or he may be his usual self who believes he deserves kibble upon vocal and mischievous demands. Monday, 3:35 am – I used the water spray bottle. Gibbs settled down. Monday, 4:00 am – I am awake again, but not by the paws ofRead more

One-Liner Gibbs

Gibbs took his annual trip to the vet on Monday. He hates the carrier and car rides, so I imagined the thought from his handsome face as we drove home from the place of disrepute. “This is such bullshit.“ Gibbs is a healthy boy. He weighs the same as last year, 12.4 pounds. His color-changing left eye is functioning properly, but we keep watch of it. He had his rabies and distemper shots, and bloodwork was submitted to the labRead more

#SoCS: Cleaning the Sty

Recently, Gibbs had few “sneezy” days and he lost his lunch a couple of times. Perhaps that’s normal, once-in-awhile cat behavior or perhaps it’s a sign of illness. In this case, my current supposition is that Gibbs was surrounded by too much dust and cat hair. It was evident when I started deep cleaning the bedroom and bathroom sty last weekend. Most often, I try to clean these spaces every two weeks, but this time it was three. I hadRead more

Kittygate: Finding a Way Out

“It always seems impossible until it’s done.” ―Nelson Mandela Dear Mr. Gibbs, Did you ever think this was not going to happen? I love you to pieces, but there are days and times when deviousness and the desire for food outweigh your common sense. The area past the carpet is forbidden and that does not change when my back is turned or I am otherwise occupied with straightening the rogue hairs that occupy the left side of my head. It’sRead more

#SoCS: I Need a Cape

First thing, right off the bat, I need sun. More sun. In the past three weeks, it’s been mighty scarce. I think we had one day where it came out for about 20 minutes and another day this week when it would filter itself behind a cloud, shine bright for a few minutes, then go back under the clouds. This may be the reason why I feel a bit lethargic of late. If it were not for the pandemic, NatashaRead more

The Tracks of my Toes

Here I go in winter’s snow dancing to and fro telling my prints where to go I dig a hole to what’s below beyond the snow it excites me so But then I go because here it’s cold outside the window I’m not that bold The tracks of my toes will forever show I played with gusto then quit the show in winter’s snowRead more

In a Cat’s Corner

“Hey mom?” “Yes, Gibbs?” “Are you writing again?” “I suppose I am…trying to come up with something for Stream of Consciousness Saturday.” “Stream of what?” “Consciousness. It’s a weekly prompt where all of the bloggers write a post without making any changes other than to fix their own bad spelling.” “That sounds hard.” “It is, Gibbs. Especially for me. I tend to be an obsessive/compulsive perfectionist. It’s hard for me to not want to fix something that sounded right whenRead more

#CBWC: Candid Shots

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) includes Candid Shots. Join the fun of black and white photography by clicking on the link at the beginning of the post. Details and weekly themes can be found HERE.Read more