An ode to the Princess
i took her home and loved her
I thought she was a boy cat
and called her boy george
She turned out to be a she
not a drag queen afterall
I loved her regardless
of her gender
She jumped up on my legs just like a dog
she liked to sleep on my head
she wanted cuddles
wasn't aloof like cats can be
when I meditated she joined in with me
When I had Monte
she got a little grumpy
stand-offish - and the cuddles started depleting
I loved her all the same
and wished I had more time to spare
to cuddle her and let her sleep on my head
But I couldn't
She disappeared one day
the last I saw was when I drove out of the driveway
and I swear she looked at me with a look that pierced through my soul
the way she glared at me in the car
when I left that day
haunts me.
It was as if she knew that it was the last time she would see me
If only I knew that
I would have cuddled my cat
gave her my head to nuzzle
her disappearance is a puzzle
I love my little cat
I really hope she knew that.
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Oh, we have a ginger cat too. Thought it was a boy, think it's a girl...no idea really. Adopted us during a thunderstorm and never left. Never pooped inside, likes to sleep on clean laundry.
ReplyDeleteAfter 4 years still known as 'cat'.
:(
ReplyDeleteI'm sure she knows you loved her Sharni!
I hope she comes home soon with stories of wonderful adventures.. maybe she is like the garden gnome, and soon you'll start getting photos of her in exotic places all over the country!
She looks like our cat number 3, who unquestionably is a boy (or was before the trip to the cutter.) I'm so sorry she's not with you any more.
ReplyDeleteLook at me! I'm commenting when I should be writing a blog post!