Today is my son’s birthday. As you can see by the picture above, I found a card that I thought was perfect for him. Although he is far from our home these days, and far from his/our cats, his love for them is strong. They love him too, assuredly, that is, as much as cats love people. He does soooooo much for them when he is here. He cuddles them, he plays with them, he finds new toys for them. He will even feed them and clean their litter box if need be (meaning I ask for help *grin*). I thought it would be considerate if they wished him a happy birthday. I offered to help them write a birthday haiku for him. I thought something like this might be appropriate:
Kind hands stroking fur,
Dangling string toys, scritching ears,
We love when you’re here.
When I proposed a poetry writing session to the kitties, I was greeted with scorn or indifference. GC, who considers my son “her boy” (as opposed to his considering her ‘his cat’) suggested this instead.
Feed me feed me FOOD!
More food NOW! poop sleep pee sleep.
Feed me feed me FOOD!
WC is nowhere near as interested in food as GC. WC believes in TIMING, not quantity. She starts the meowing for her dinner sometime after 3:30 pm and will continue until she receives food. At which point she will eat 3 bites, maybe, and then walk away. She spends most of her day in her bed. The exceptions to that are when she’s puking or using the litter box. Somehow I have an unerring knack of walking past that room while she is in the litter box. Why can’t mother cats teach their babies to puke in the litter box?? That would save me SO much cleanup. Anyway, once I finally roused her to creativity, here is what she had to say.
MeNOW! MeNOW! Food!
ick. disdain. sleep. nibble. puke.
MeOW. Just because.
BC – *smiling* – yes, it’s true, I’m extremely partial to BC these days. She knows it, too. The other 2 have me hopping and jumping and dancing attendance on them from the time I wake up til the time I go to bed. GC really does spend the most time with my son when he is home, but BC is a close second. They both (my son and BC) like playing games. Once she remembers that he is “safe” she’s very happy to hang about. Poetry is not her main talent, however, nor is paying attention, but she tried.
Do you belong here?
Oh right. You. Amuse me now!
Red laser dot game?
Sometimes you are better off having a blank card than a poem from your cat. *grin*
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I think that your “cat haikus” captured the true spirit of the beasts. Emily
Thank you, Emily! I did try to get each of them to express their inner emotions. *laughing*
Best birthday cat haikus EVER!!!!! Each one with personality– hubby and I laughed out loud together over them. (The store card is quite good, too… sometimes a cat’s mom needs a good suggestion to help them out with a good idea.) My card to the best nephly ever also has a cat, but is probably still someplace in virginia– I carried it around for 5 days trying to find an open post office after the one in Oak Island was closed early Friday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST WONDERFUL NEPHLY IN THE WORLD!!!!
I’m sure he will be pleased whenever the card arrives. I DID send the store card, sans poems. *grin*