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Woke up at 2 or so with thoughts in my head about Jezabel, my sweet cat who died last month) She was 22 years old (ask me about why I think she lived so long...I think its because I personally made her food... I do NOT trust the pet food industry at ALL. If your guys want the recipe its pretty easy to make and freeze ) I've been waking up around 2 or 3 am every morning with memories of her. I am collecting them and have started writing about her. I imagine I am ready to write her story, though I will do it slowly. They are happy memories, though I imagine writing about the end is going to be excruciating.
OWNED BY A CAT
(ODE TO JEZABEL)
Young kitten
So soft, so sweet
Mewing and kneading
Your soft little paw in my hand
Begging for food
Kneading love
Strong cat
walking, stalking as you do
Invisible tiger in the grass
"You don’t see me"
But I do
Sitting in the sun as if you own it
Sharpening claws on trees as if you own them
Sharpening claws on me.
I
I am smitten,
Owned by a cat
Whose “eye kisses” make my day
Just a little more sweet.
The blanket is not mine
My legs are not mine
She sleeps between them
And insists on hogging the bed
Until the bed is not mine.
I am in love with a creature
Who wakes me with hairballs
Running around the house at night
Attacker of toilet paper rolls and socks
A tiny dragon slaying mice
Who pounces on spiders
And pulls birds from the sky
To lay them at my feet
And now she lies in my arms
She who was so majestic
And hilarious
And still loved
"Help me" in her eyes
Hardly breathing, frail, and begging for relief
Her soft little paw in my hand
I will release her
Though it will haunt me all my life
OWNED BY A CAT
(ODE TO JEZABEL)
Young kitten
So soft, so sweet
Mewing and kneading
Your soft little paw in my hand
Begging for food
Kneading love
Strong cat
walking, stalking as you do
Invisible tiger in the grass
"You don’t see me"
But I do
Sitting in the sun as if you own it
Sharpening claws on trees as if you own them
Sharpening claws on me.
I
I am smitten,
Owned by a cat
Whose “eye kisses” make my day
Just a little more sweet.
The blanket is not mine
My legs are not mine
She sleeps between them
And insists on hogging the bed
Until the bed is not mine.
I am in love with a creature
Who wakes me with hairballs
Running around the house at night
Attacker of toilet paper rolls and socks
A tiny dragon slaying mice
Who pounces on spiders
And pulls birds from the sky
To lay them at my feet
And now she lies in my arms
She who was so majestic
And hilarious
And still loved
"Help me" in her eyes
Hardly breathing, frail, and begging for relief
Her soft little paw in my hand
I will release her
Though it will haunt me all my life