Mr. Inconsiderate

How dare you be inconsiderate when I try to capture your face How dare you ignore the pleadings to turn and face left How dare you look at the floor A creamy blank space How dare you curl your body in striking bereft I know what you do laying there with no shame You laugh You tease at failed attempts Until at last without thought you appear in frame How dare you capture me, staring in contempt Mr. Gibbs andRead more

#SoCS: The Nose Knows

He knows He yowls The human shares its noes It smells It desires He reminds her how this goes We spar He resists The nose wants what it wants They waft They float The essence of chicken taunts She speaks up He turns deaf Human food not to be shared The whines The sadness Hunger is loudy declared Almost time Almost here The feeding of this cat Forgets chicken Embraces fish The nose smells where it’s at Stream of ConsciousnessRead more

#SoCS: He’s Still Hungry

“Whatever…” “Gibbs. I told you when you are fed. I cannot feed you any time you desire.” “Whatever…” “Seriously, dude?” “Aren’t you my servant and don’t you obey me at all times?” “That’s funny. Actually, it’s a joke that humans tell themselves. It’s only true in that we serve you meals, give you pets and skritches, and make sure you are healthy and loved. It’s not obeying, it’s taking care of a furry little being that doesn’t have opposable thumbsRead 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

Black and White Whiskered Sonnet

Gray exists in abstract feature and lines It can never be the lover of true The dope is blackness and white for the times Their hearts doth lie with definitive stew The sisters lay in dual existence In dark inkiness and the soft of snow Whiskers twitching in muscle’s common sense The cautious, darting almond eyes aglow Twins in no-color shades of ying and yang Essence of tuxedos in voices raised Demands of attention is their harangue The worth ofRead more

SoCS: What’s New Pussycat?

For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, blogger Linda Hill gave us our marching orders: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “song.” First, find a picture–the closest one to you. Your prompt is the title and/or the lyrics of the first song that comes to mind when you look at the picture. Have fun!” I’m still working at home, in my bedroom, with a fairly small work space. However, I manage to find space for my coffeeRead 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

Two Days or Two Minutes?

  “I had been told that the training procedure with cats was difficult. It’s not.” “Mine had me trained in two days.” ~Bill Dana~ All cat people know of this training. For some it takes two days. For others, perhaps two weeks or a mere two minutes. It is not difficult training, but it is subtle and extremely effective. Some may call it merciless. These creatures are not stupid. They can tell time, order the filling of the food dishes,Read 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

One-Liner Felines

“Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want.” ~Joseph Wood Krutch~ “Hey Ziva, wanna help me?” “Help? What are you asking me to do? Get you into trouble again?” “Very funny, but no. Mom asked me to help with One-Liner Wednesday this week and I’m coming up empty.” “Expectation is the root of all heartache.” “Who said that?” “Shakespeare wrote it just for you, when you cry for foodRead more

Musings from the Pod III

Gibbs? Yes, my Queen? What’s eco? Eco? I don’t know. Why do you ask? Because mom wants me to write a post for her about eco. I have no idea what that is, so I don’t know what to write. How did mom come up with that word? Not sure. Maybe she was drinking her happy juice again. I heard mom mention another human named Linda G. Hill, but I don’t know what that has to do with anything. She’sRead more

National Cat (ur) Day!

Hey, pssst, Gibbs! Do you know what day it is today? Ummm…Queenie, it’s 1:00 a.m. and I’m trying to sleep. Why are you asking me stupid questions? It’s not a stupid question and don’t give me that crap about trying to sleep. You wake the human when she’s trying to sleep and that doesn’t seem to matter. That’s different. Well, okay, you can tell yourself that and believe, but I’d like you to answer my question. Do you know theRead more