Taking Care of My Guy

June 2024

There was no choice

It was surgery to fix the little bones

that hadn’t mended

 ~ or ~

I don’t want to think about it

So  - no choice.

~~~~~

No more cats, I said ~ 

until he needed a home

 

A companion since 2020, 

we’ve gotten to know each other. 

We communicate pretty well but 

I still struggle with the feline language

It’s in the eye contact, 

the tone of voice - feline or human

The curl of my guy around my legs

His snuggling up to me as I sleep.

~~~~~

So there was no choice

It was surgery to pin the little bones

that hadn’t mended 

~ or ~

I don’t want to think about it

So  - no choice.

“Each cat is a singular being ~ a pulsing centre of the universe

 ~ with this colour eyes, this length and density of fur, 

this palate of preferences, habit and dispositions. 

Each with his own idiosyncrasies.”

~ David Wood, If a Cat Could Talk