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“A black cat crossing your path:
Usually signifies,
that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Black Cat for Caturday
Alert, awake
Nothing would shake
The determination
Not leaving this station
For any reason
Except,
For the hunting season
After all,
Next night fall
Would be
Her targets downfall
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“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”
― James Herriot
Tails of the Black Cat
The furry black cat
On the sidewalk sat
Looking for that rat
Who had entered the flat
The flat where the cat
Slept on the mat
Now ready for combat
With the daring rat
Who had woken the cat
From his well earned nap
“Soon I will you catch,
You feisty little rat!
I bet you taste like a bat
And possibly are non-fat
After all that
I will finally have my nap
On my comfy little mat!”
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“Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.”
― James Herriot
Tails of the Black Cat
A black cat
On the fence sat
No, not with a hat
Nor even, a rat
And none too fat
“Bring me some fish, stat”
To me she spat
“Oh won’t you look at that,
A feisty little thing of a cat!”
I said
Knowing full well,
I sooner should her have fed
She kept at me staring
With her nostrils flaring
I felt quite daring
Acting non-caring
Cautiously, approaching
With a bowl full of fish things
I could almost hear her sing
When seeing what I’d bring
Now the cat
Who was black
Who on the fence sat
Now nicely did act
And was ready,
For a quick chat
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“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Black Cat
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
The grounded bat
Knew he tasted sweet
Stood still on the mat
There was no time to greet
Only time, for combat
After a long while
Both standing still
Trying to act hostile
But without thrill
So instead of the usual
They decided in mutual
This tale’s end
Will the norm bend
Cat and mouse decided
To shake their paws delighted
The lesson of this tale?
Sometimes it’s good to fail
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“In nine lifetimes,
you’ll never know as much about your cat as your cat knows about you”
Michel de Montaigne
Caturday
I still remember
That day in September
When a furry bundle of joy
Appeared at my door
And with a loud roar
Shouted: Ahoy!
Over thirty years ago
With four more in tow
With fullest of force
Changing the course
Of my entire life
Without much strife
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“Time spent with cats is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud
For Caturday
Happy with my kitty
So I wrote this little ditty
Why don’t you sing along
To the tune of this familiar song
Soft kitty, warm kitty
Purring on my lap
Sleepy kitty, happy kitty
Why don’t I too take a nap
My little ball of fur
Listening to you purr
Life is kind of a blur
But this is how I prefer
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“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Black Cat
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
The grounded bat
Knew he tasted sweet
Stood still on the mat
There was no time to greet
Only time, for combat
After a long while
Both standing still
Trying to act hostile
But without thrill
So instead of the usual
They decided in mutual
This tale’s end
Will the norm bend
Cat and mouse decided
To shake their paws delighted
The lesson of this tale?
Sometimes it’s good to fail
With about 6 cat cafes in the metro, Le Cat Cafe is the nearest to my place and just a short drive away. Upon entering we were immediately greeted by the welcoming furry committee. Meet Barton, Butter and Prince Harry. Barton, the all white Ragamuffin Puspin is the very first one to greet us. He is […]
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“Five cats and a woman. That is all I need in life” Alejandro Jodorowsky
Caturday
The tourist of a foreign land
Came here to our strand
We let them snap some photos
And for them, strike a few poses
Scratching our backs
There is no lack
Of many a treats
Neatly we sit
Until all the pix
Are snapped
And the strangers all gone
Then we, just run along
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“Five cats and a woman. That is all I need in life” Alejandro Jodorowsky
Caturday
Cats of a foreign land
Sitting on a lava strand
Too hot to fish
Too hot for a stroll
Guess, the best bet is
To hang around the bowl
On this lazy sunny day
Nothing else to do but lay
Rantings Of A Third Kind 