remembering Puss (-2004) 1 of 8
I'd been alone for 16 years when Puss 'flew' into my life. I didn't want a cat but after she arrived I remember not being specific when I thought I said to myself a few days earlier, "God I need some company". We had a few laughs over the years when wondering about the circumstances of her arrival. She came to my door. I called her Puss because she'd probably been called Puss and giving her a proper name would have made her mine. I tried for a week to give her away then spent 8 years loving her. She was an angel.
remembering Puss (-2004) 2 of 8
she checked to see if my cabinet drawers fit her
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she kept my wooden ducks in a row
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she maintained my tools
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she cleaned the bathtub
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she entertained me
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She taught me how to take life easy; and in eight years she never once asked me to take her out.
At the end the vet suggested we "put her down". I resisted for a week or so but finally decided to take her in Saturday December 18 2004. On Friday afternoon I carried her upstairs to have our last of countless naps together. When we awoke I carried her downstairs and placed her on a pad on the heated floor. Mercifully sometime during the next 2 hours Puss died. I cried.
Lady Zola and Lord Nelson
I bought them at the local shelter October 2007. At that time Nelson was a 3 year old been there done that cat. Zola was an 18 month never been anywhere done anything cat.
He will lie anywhere but he prefers laps.
especially if it is Mom's
No lumpy laps for Lady Zola. She prefers the royal cushion.
or the back of the king's chair.
the rubber plant
Nelson hunts the mouse while Mom plays solitaire.
the washing machine
friendly jousting at the dinner table
They thought the plastic sheet should be on the floor where they could play with it rather than on the mattress to protect it from drywall dust.
If there is something worth reading on these pages, Nelson probably wrote it.
the writer blocked
He knows the frustration.
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
The beautiful delicate 'flower'
where's my suitcase?
keeping up on the news
Lord Nelson reading over my sister Suzanne's shoulder.
Can I help turn the mattress?
"OK; I've got it."
I need a break!
I've got it again.
Seventeen months ago I bought two cats from the animal shelter for $140.00 each. Lord Nelson, the big male is a Velcro cat. Lady Zola the pretty female was a +pole cat, sadly the same pole as me. For almost 17 months approaching her has been like trying to put the same + poles of 2 magnets together. When I'd get within 3 feet of her she'd make a cooing sound then buck like a horse an trot away. I was thinking I had wasted my money for what good is a cat that doesn't want to curl up in your lap once in awhile. Recently however, Zola discovered she loves to get brushed. Now if she is awake when I head down stairs she races past me and sits by her brush. I usually accommodate her. She has even begun to jump onto my lap on occasion, when Nelson isn't there. Zola is just like a woman I know. I have been waiting for her to let me get close for 17 years. Perhaps there is hope.
A hot air register is the next best thing to a warm lap.
It doesn't look like it here but I really am a lady.
She does windows.
The explanation of life and related writings.
While earning a B.A. and B.Phys.Ed. at McMaster U circa 1970 I learned conflict pervades our lives, and I asked why. Years later I discovered the answer is the question of meaning I call "the last why", for it will never be answered. Still we try and have tried to "fill the void" behind "Why am I?" in ways that conflict, since it was first asked by 'Eve'. The result is our open-ended history of optional conflict.
In 2005 my Mom's need allowed me to see if I was a fool for asking why, by seeking reaction to my analysis the only way an anonymous carpenter could, with a website. I first tried to attract visitors with prose posts but changed to my poetry, for reason in rhyme is more memorable. I've had to advertise so I could be twice the fool but reaction leans toward, I may not be. If you like a poem please at least click the new 'like' (heart) button. It will help keep mine beating. Sharing will help too. Thanks. Doug.E.Barr