CAROLYN'S COMPOSITIONS

May 22, 2009

The “Meow” Chorus: A cat symphony on a Greyhound Bus

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

THE “MEOW” CHORUS:

A Cat Symphony on a Greyhound Bus

     The bus passenger carried a suitcase—an ordinary enough looking valise, dark brown with stains and stickers identifying places its age and destinations. It was one of several unmatched pieces she was traveling with.

     She was returning to her hometown after a years sojourn in a strange city. All her worldly goods were in these bags. Ordinary items. Clothes, a few books, financial records, photos and a favorite glass from the state fair.

     But another bag held one thing that was not ordinary. She held it tight to her side as she stood in the bus line, waiting to board.

     As the line shortened, she grew nervous. Could, she, would she, be successful? After all, there were rules. And she was intentionally and uncharacteristically breaking one of them. (more…)

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January 27, 2009

WHAT RIGHTS DO CATS HAVE, I ASK

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

WHAT RIGHTS DO CATS HAVE, I ASK

 

     The black flash scooted by so fast that I thought it was a mirage. Several days later, it happened again. By the time it happened a third time I realized it was a cat trying to escape my vision as it ran through the laundry room and out the cat door.
     Our visitor continued entering our home over a period of time, and gradually it stayed put long enough for me to identify it as a large, female, black, cat with bronze and orange striping. It was only over a gradual period of time that the stranger allowed us to (more…)

November 26, 2008

THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

 

      Imagine my surprise when I walked into the kitchen on Thanksgiving morning and discovered about a third of a dish of cooked pumpkin pie filling missing—like something had lapped it up! I guess I was naïve—I never knew CATS liked pumpkin pie! But Honey must have yearned to have a Thanksgiving meal.
     The next morning, another third of the pumpkin was gone.
     I determined to discover if the culprit snitching the pie filling was our snitty cat, Honey—although there was no other answer unless my hubby was playing tricks on me, which I doubted.
     That night, I cleared the counter, fetched the cat off the closet shelf where she thought she was hiding, and set her on the counter in front of the dish of partially eaten pumpkin. Sure enough, she began (more…)

May 4, 2008

ELINOR’S ORPHAN KITLINGS

T. S. Eliot had it right—The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter…and my former neighbor might have agreed. That a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES…well, my neighbor was too practical for that, for once not seeing naming from the cat’s point of view, as Eliot did.

Elinor didn’t relate to humans very well, but she believed each cat must not only have a name, it must also have a home. So she gathered six homeless cats, and gave them the name that the family use daily, Such as Goober. (more…)

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