SoCS: If He Could Talk

“Oh boy…” “What is it Gibbs?” “Why don’t you ever stay home?” “I am home, sitting here in my pajamas.” “I mean all day.” “Oh…” “It’s one of those two days when you don’t have to earn money for kibble.” “Yes it is.” “Then why don’t you stay home?” “Because I have other things to do.” “Like what?” “Like shopping for food, my own kibble if you will. Or shopping for clothes, having lunch with friends, going to church, ridingRead more

Most, Ever

Why is it when I saw this cat and quote on one of my cat calendars, I immediately thought of Mr. Gibbs. This guy. I thought, “I don’t need an annoying ghost, I already have an annoying cat.” A cat that yowls for food and attention and nothing. A cat that refuses to let me sleep in. Ever. A cat that doesn’t want to follow the rule of no visits to the kitchen. A cat who believes his needs areRead more

Those Things

“Obstacles do not block the path, they are the path.” ~Zen proverb~ Last week, my biking buddy and I faced a few obstacles on the trail – animals, vegetation, slippery mud, water traps, hills and tree roots poking through the pavement. As any biker knows, obstacles can create a dangerous situation if attention is not paid to what’s ahead. During our week-long escapade, we encountered hopping frog alley, flying grasshopper alley, scurrying bunnies and chipmunks, wild turkeys, greasy mud patchesRead more

A Familiar Pose

Quite often Sitting on the couch I witness A familiar pose of one in stillness Splayed Straddling Seemingly sad The other one sits in wait Ignoring Impatient with him He pretends the victim She stares uncaring He begs attention She wonders if it’s time to eat He feigns forlorn She says get over it He huffs his woe She leaves disgusted I stay sitting on the couchRead more

Four Lines, One Eye

“The light of love, the purity of grace. The mind, the music, breathing from (his) face. The heart whose softness harmonised the whole. And, oh, that eye was in itself a soul!” ~George Gordon Byron~ This post has been brought to you by a feline soul and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. If you are wondering what One-Liner Wednesday is all about, CLICK HERE. Linda G. Hill is the Queen of One-Liners and rules over her kingdom of followers. Check outRead more

Musings from the Pod VII: It’s All I’ve Got

“Ugh…Gibbs.” “What?” “I’m disgusted.” “I told you there’s a reason why I don’t always cover the poo.” “This is not about you.” “Then what?” “Mom is filling up the big blue box with her clothes again.” “I know, I’m trying to ignore the situation or make her think I don’t care.” “That never works.” “It’s all I’ve got, dear Ziva.” “I wish mom would stay home.” “I thought about tripping her as she’s walking down the hall.” “What good wouldRead more

Musings from the Pod VI: 10 Minutes

“Alas, poor mackerel in a can. I knew it, Ziva, a fish of infinite taste, of most excellent cuisine. It hath borne me on my lips several times, and now, how cherished in my imagination it is! I want to gorge upon it!” “Gibbs, what are you doing?” “I’m filling in for mom, writing for her blog. What do you think?” “No.” “No? I thought I was giving everyone a bit of cat culture.” “By bastardizing Shakespeare?” “How did youRead more

THEY are…

“Who’s the Baby?” ~Iliza Shlesinger~ She is The cuddler The one who lays against me and vibrates I cannot hold her in my arms but I love her still I cannot rub the squishy beige belly but willingly it’s offered She is The snoring machine The one who loudly makes her way through sleep The queen of her cat kingdom The Baby   He is The social one The one who kneads biscuits from human flesh I can hold himRead more

The Door from Which I Waited

The door from which I sat on the other side The door from which I waited to be loved The door from where I looked at you All of you with longing green eyes I verbally begged you Please turn the handle of the door and take me home Love me Feed me Rescue me from the green walls and the barrier of wood and glass You kept walking by I kept pleading Then… SHE walked up to the doorRead more

It’s Monday Again…

Monday again Five am the alarm gently wakes Crap! I cover my head Five-oh-five The paw pleads with his master Get up! Resistance is futile Five-ten the alarm seems louder Shut up! One leg over, then two Five-fifteen Moving, trudging, still waking Yeah, yeah, yeah… Two days went too fast Five twenty Hungry cat cries Feed me! Turn on the light, fill the bowls Five twenty-five Make the bed, scoop Stinky cats! Wash face, brush fangs Five thirty-five Must doRead more

Musings from the Pod IV: Holy Mackerel!

“Hey Gibbs!” “Yes Ziva?” “I have been meaning to ask you something. What happened Friday night?” “What do you mean?” “I want to know what happened. I heard mom yelling at you. Loudly. I heard her say the “naughty” word and then mom chased you into the bedroom and shut the door.” “Yeah, so?” “What did you do?” “Why do I always have to do something?” “Mom yelled “naughty” at you, so that probably gives it away. You always seemRead more

My Next Cat

“If cats could talk, they wouldn’t.” ~Nan Porter~ Oh yeah? My next cat is going to be mute, I swear So that he is unable to voice despair My next cat will not utter a yowl or voice his neediness with a howl My next cat will not cry at night and respond to my obedience with delight My next cat will not utter a kitty word even when stalking a chirping bird My next cat will be quiet asRead more