Anyone who owns a cat knows that they are enigmatic creatures. I find that being a cat owner can stir some pretty contrary feelings in the owner too!
I just came across two poems, reproduced below, which I wrote years ago when I had a beautiful half-persian marigold-orange cat called Casey. They struck me again as encapsulating the rollercoaster of cat ownership.
Hips lumping through the pelt,
You jumped the fence
And slunk through the grasses
To the hawthorn.
The parent birds screamed.
I ran to throw stones
At the head I had often stroked.
Ears cocked over your forehead,
Paw crooked, immobile in mid-air.
Then snoop. Sniff.
A sudden jerk in the grasses.
The hawthorn rustles.
Nestling cries cut suddenly
You bounded off, mouth full of feathers.
And I hated you.
Damp-darkened you came with the rays of the evening;
New-breathing you suckled your world of delights.
Soft-padded you walked down the aisle of your days;
Pied-piper you made me a follower be.
Purr-token you gave me for lifting my heart;
Gold-glowing you stole to my deeper concerns.
Pain-ridden you went in the dark heart of night;
Tight-curled in the clay you have left me bereft.
- Cats’ purring frequency has been proven to positively affect human health (deathandtaxesmag.com)
- Fireman Giving O2 To A Cat (lifehardcore.wordpress.com)
- In memoriam: Delilah North Meadow, 1995-2013 (brightgoldenhaze.wordpress.com)