I thank you for the food you bring,
and for my little squeaky thing.
I thank you for your friendly talks,
and when you change my litter tray.
I thank you for the naps we share,
and putting up with tufts of hair.
I thank you for these things you do,
but thank you most for being you.
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What is the difference between a cat and a comma? One has the paws before the claws and the other has the clause before the pause.
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Not long after getting married in the 1970’s, we decided to get two kittens. Ben came from our local pub landlord and Bill from the RSPCA. Ben was mostly white with ‘tabby’ bits and Bill was ginger.
It soon became clear that all was not well. Ben was growing and thriving, whilst Bill seemed to be struggling just to stand still. Several trips to the vet brought no joy and if that wasn’t bad enough, Ben disappeared one day, and was never seen again.
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He blinks upon the hearth-rug
And yawns in deep content
Accepting all the comforts
That Providence has sent.
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We first met Jackson when he was about 4-5 years old in the summer of 1994. A full tom cat prowling round the neighbourhood with that regal confidence that cats seem to have. The trouble was, Jackson didn’t look like a king or a prince, he looked more like a compost heap!
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Having rescued Grover from the fridge and placed her safely in her basket, we turned our attentions to Linus. Peering down the hole with a torch, gave no indication of where he might be, other than under the kitchen units which we already knew. We tried calling and coaxing but no success. At one point I found myself lying face down on the floor with my arm fully stretched down the hole, right up to my shoulder, waving a piece of fresh fish, but not even this moved him. He must have been terrified, not to mention freezing cold.
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