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I'm in with a quick poem I wrote earlier this week after we discovered Snickers (a neighborhood cat who has adopted us) sleeping in the bird bath. Fortunately Paul was able to snap a picture. SO CUTE!
Cat Bath
Forget water –
this bird
bathes in sunshine
and falling leaves,
dreams
of tomorrow's
chase
- Irene Latham
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| Snickers |
Another note about Snickers: Paul and I had started calling her Jolene, after the famous song by Dolly Parton. But then... our son informed us that his girlfriend had already named the cat Snickers. So to honor her, we went with that. We are not quite sure to whom the cat belongs (she was wearing a bell collar when she first started appearing in our yard), so who knows what her other names might be? Could be fodder for a whole other poem... thanks so much for reading! xo
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Oh, SnickersJolene is adorable! She looks as if she could be related to our Firepaw. If you do not know the picture book CHARLIE ANDERSON by Barbara Abercrombie...don't miss. Big hugs to people and kitties at your place. xx
ReplyDeleteSnickers looks like a cat who is always at home. Does she answer to anything? There is a cat near us who we called Chester until we found out his name is really Tiberius. (He's a bit more threatening as Tiberius.)
ReplyDeleteIrene, your image poem is so lovely. Who would think a cat would curl up into a birdbath?
ReplyDeletebathes in sunshine
and falling leaves,
If this image poem is free to place in my fall gallery, I would love to do that. Let me know.
Awwwwwwwwww, what a fun story and a great poem for Snickers and whatever other names she goes by. Whoever she is....she KNOWS a good thing when she nibbles it. Have fun with your new kitty.
ReplyDeleteAh what a delightful poem Irene! I agree, I think there's another poem in there for this lovely tabby cat… Thanks, xo
ReplyDeleteI adore this poem, Irene! Snickers looks so sweet asleep in that birdbath! A haggard orange cat adopted us once and lived on our porch for several years. For some reason, he reminded me of the song "Mr. Bojangles," so I named him Beau. Sadly, he has moved on, but I still watch for him. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI loved hearing about Snickers and reading her poem! She chose her human friends well. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's quite fun to have a cat visitor, especially one that 'bathes in sunshine', right? Love hearing all about the naming, too!
ReplyDeleteCats are inspiring for poetry. Love the name story. It would be great for a poem. You manage to find poems in every day life. "bathes in sunshine"
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun poem and photo! I love how cats can and will sleep anywhere. The house we just bought came with a collection of barn cats. We've had fun naming them.
ReplyDeleteI love the poem, the accompanying photo, and the backstory as well. How lovely to be welcomed to your new home by Snickers! That must be good luck (for you if not for the birds!)
ReplyDeleteCurled in the catbird bowl, Snickers says, "Stop. Find any amenable spot. Snooze." LOVE!
ReplyDeleteIrene, I would also like to say how much I appreciate that now, in your busy productive prolific professional writing life, you still join in Poetry Friday and make the rounds with comments. Thank you!
Love this! We have a cat that stops by every morning for a bowl of food and a chat. He meows incessantly! :)
ReplyDeletePaul's photograph and your poem are delightful. It's an homage to all those wandering cats who make themselves at home wherever they want.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie! If I were a cat I might claim your porch and birdbath as my own too. :)
ReplyDeleteSo cute!
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