Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Is the Tiny Cat Emily Dickinson?

She hasn't left my room in days, preferring to spend the hot afternoons curled up on my suitcase near the air conditioning vents and the nights sitting on the window ledge staring out onto the parked cars in the driveway. Like any cat, I suspect, the wide world of the back yard and the tiny world of my room are both equally interesting. Cats, with their openness to quiet and their appreciation of nuance, give me a lot to think about. Watching the cat watching me last night, I got to thinking about the numerous things I appreciate about her. Out of everyone in our house, she's the bravest. When the hermit crab came tumbling out of my pajamas and I shrieked and shrieked because I thought it was a mutant mouse, and the dog and the orange cat ran downstairs to hide under the endtable together, she burst into the bathroom, even though a shower had just taken place in there, and immediately began swatting the crab away from me. Of everyone in the house, she is the quietest--except when she cries out before coughing up a hairball--which allows her to move through the house mostly unnoticed. And, of everyone in the house, she most knows how to comfort you when you're feeling down. The Butcher leaves, as does the orange cat. The dog acts as if your sadness is a personal insult to her. But the tiny cat will come and lay down near you just to let you know you are not alone. Is she writing poetry, though? That I cannot tell.

14 Comments:

Blogger Taketoshi said...

I think there's a community actually in development.

no, i can't believe i'm actually linking such a corny site either

7/26/2005 08:59:00 AM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Oh, dear sweet and tender Jesus, I now hope she's up there in my room penning great punk rock lyrics.

That is appalling.

7/26/2005 09:07:00 AM  
Blogger melusina said...

Oh dammit. I just clicked on it too.

7/26/2005 10:07:00 AM  
Blogger Twyla said...

Damn you taketoshi.

7/26/2005 10:13:00 AM  
Blogger Taketoshi said...

i regretted it as soon as i hit submit, but your groans of torment have made it all worthwhile.

7/26/2005 10:42:00 AM  
Blogger Peggasus said...

Here she comes
to save the day!
That means that Tiny Cat
is on the way!

Is that too old a reference? Have you people never heard of Mighty Mouse? He was awesome.

7/26/2005 12:19:00 PM  
Blogger Yankee T said...

Peg: I'm a big fan of Mighty Mouse
Taketoshi: Get the barf bag.

7/26/2005 12:21:00 PM  
Anonymous Sarcastro said...

If the cat's poetry can be sung to the tune of "Yellow Rose of Texas", it is in fact a reincarnated Emily Dickinson.

7/26/2005 12:38:00 PM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Sarcastro,

That comment was so funny and so astute I only wish I had some greater honor than linking to you to bestow upon you.

b.

7/26/2005 12:44:00 PM  
Anonymous Sarcastro said...

If only I could remember where I stole it from.

7/26/2005 01:16:00 PM  
Anonymous internet barrett browning said...

I MEASURE EVERY GRIEF I MEET
WITH NARROW PROBING EYES
I WONDER IF IT WEIGHS LIKE MINE
OR HAS AN EASIER SIZE

I WONDER IF THEY BORE IT LONG
OR WAS IT NEVER BORE
I COULD NOT TELL THE DATE OF MINE
IT FEELS SO OLD PLUS WHORE

7/26/2005 02:46:00 PM  
Blogger Cindy St. Onge said...

Opal Whitely's Jersey Cow friend, Elizabeth Barrett Brownind comes to mind. "She leaves such beautiful poetry in her tracks."

7/26/2005 04:26:00 PM  
Blogger Rex L. Camino said...

You can also put them to the tune of the "Gilligan's Island" theme, I think.

7/26/2005 06:14:00 PM  
Blogger Ryan said...

I've always heard it was the original "I'd like to teach the world..." Coke theme song.

It seems to work.

R

7/26/2005 09:40:00 PM  

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