Introducing Oliver: Slice of Life #sol18

Believe it or not, I wasn’t looking for another cat. We had eight already, and yes, they’re all indoor cats, and even though I really, really, REALLY love cats, even I thought that eight was enough. Mostly I worried about upsetting the delicate balance of the social order by adding more. I think that cats…

The Problem with Travel: Slice of Life #sol18

The problem with travel, of course, is that cats must stay home. I know there are cats who travel, because I’ve read the books. Peter Gethers’s The Cat Who Went to Paris, for example, which I read when it was first published in 1992, convinced me I needed a traveling cat, preferably a Scottish fold.…

Acrostic #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018

  Who can say cats aren’t holy? Spirit incarnate living poem sacred offering modern totem or maybe the god of love himself come to earth. Notes: My favorite cat, Chipotle, inspired this poem. There he is in the photo! I have been trying and failing to write an acrostic poem for days now. I know,…

The Cat Is a Poem #NaPoWriMo18 #NPM2018

The cat was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests. Cats are the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits. The cat is life distilled.   Some like cats. Some—thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the…