She’s an economical cat, a tabby
with concise ears, a tiny nose,
and pointy feet on my sternum,
lowering herself to perch in the
center of my chest, a small loaf
of intermittent congested purring.
Her short hair a bit disheveled,
she’s given up her immaculate
grooming in favor of longer naps.
All of her contemporaries have
passed on, like a changing of the
guard, others have stepped up to
take their place. Trying to count
her age is a sweet meander, littered
with moth wings and mouse tails
and this warm weight on my heart.
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I just love your writing!
This was perfection!
( I almost joked “purrfection”?)
Cat jokes! Thanks, Shelley.
wonderful tribute to an old tabby…I know what you mean about the weight on your heart–when no longer there, it leaves a chasm.
She’s a relic of the past, this stinky old girl. Thanks, Anne
I love this homage to the Tabby! I’ll never be OK with finality, though I try and learn resilience from my critters, I’m just not as wise as the 4 legged sages that surround me.
I think this is the big thing we are supposed to learn… Thanks, Gretchen.
Amazing how words so apt can pierce the heart with their beauty and truth. So, so lovely.
Thanks, Kaylene.
Once again, I feel my heart touched by your poetry. I am the lucky cohabitant in a household that contains Tommy the Cat, the last survivor of a feral farm cat colony that stretched over decades in the German farm lands just east of St. Louis. Tommy left the farm as a kitten with me and has journied through a life that has seen much joy, some grief and everything in between. The one constant has always been the comfort we share in each other’s presence. And of course, his tuna.
Thanks, Dawn. Sounds like a good shared life…
I absolutely love this.
Thanks, Claire.
Hi, Anna, and Commenters! Still here enjoying a great read twice a week!
Hi right back, thanks for riding along, Lynell.
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In appreciation…Christine
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This one grabbed at my heart strings!
Old kitty heartstrings are the best. Thanks Carolyn.