The Last Meow

Two cats were moved. The location was a distance. There was no resistance. Days turned into months. There was no winner. Both fought for their dinner. Oh brother. The last meal was each other. Not even close to a ton. The calico cat won. The sweat fell off Hermes brow. Scissors, the calico cat fell dead of starvation. That was the last meow. Continuer de lire The Last Meow

Hazel Eyes: Part II: Angel of Light

Note: this image is not mine and can be found here: Hazel Eyes: Part II: Angel of Light Hazel Eyes(continued)…… Other times Linda’s cat was a fright. That happened at night. Look no more. The white cat magically appeared at night without walking through the house door. In the daytime the cat was white like a snowball, soft, and well groomed. At night the … Continuer de lire Hazel Eyes: Part II: Angel of Light

The Meow Mile

Not very many black cat owners can crack a smile. Because, 1 in I don’t know how many black cats go down a dark path called « The Meow Mile ». Today not many black cats roam about. Because, too many superstitious people are out. I have not even seen a litter of precious black kittens. Our family once had one. I think that someone named him … Continuer de lire The Meow Mile