Mom’s Musings

My husband says the text doesn’t show up properly, so here it is, without the picture:

Happiness, cat-style:
Warm earth, shady spot to nap:
Life is good; relax!

Bonny Boy is the cat-equivalent of a lovable mutt. He is so affectionate and laid back. I have never observed him being rough with anyone, even our two-year old grandson. I wrote a sonnet about Bonny Boy here.

I’m not your kitten;
You are my human, my slave.
Do my will, or else!

Gigi, however, is another story. If I don’t immediately respond to his “Meouw!”, by following him upstairs to the particular food and water bowls which he desires to have refilled, he will bite my leg, or leap up the back of my chair to claw my neck. Being the well-trained cat owner that I am, I quickly do his bidding, or grab him quickly and place him outside before he can hurt me.

For more Haiku, visit Jennifer over at Playgroups are No Place for Children and Christina at A Mommy Story.

My admiration has continued long,

Though distant first my budding affection;

As you showed kindness, the bonds became strong.

Apart from you I suffer dejection.

Once, fighting and violence marked my days.

Unmitigated hormones led to strife.

The aid you offered helped me change my ways;

I solaced myself with domestic life.

To express one’s love, it is the season;

This Valentine’s Day: Honor you on it.

For hiding my love there is no reason,

So I give to you this humble sonnet.

Nobody else can match your stroke or pat.

Please accept these loving words from your cat.