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A lazy day

meant for lying around

and just relaxing.

A cup of coffee or tea

and the window

for outside watching.

The times when

Monday and the week to come

rise to the mind

cause a drop in mood

that rattles the tea cup.

Sundays are supposed to be fun days!

 

 

Crazy Cat Lady

When you hurt yourself

and go “I’ll be alright”.

But….

when your cat gets hurt

an emergency rush to the vet.

“Is he alright?! Will he live?! Oh my poor baby!”

I’m not saying I’m a crazy cat lady

but I probably broke my toe

and am still walking on it.

The vet was happy to help.

Looking at an unexpected lights.

Getting a stranger to help me in my need.

Who is this lady that requires my child?

No one grabs the trash can right!

Fools! I am the master here!

When the sick one decides

and differs from the expectations

the stubborn gets involved

but resolution is not in its favor.

Factoring in the time

luck sometimes has a play

in getting a reasonable outcome

where everyone gets their way!

She is curled up in my arms.

It makes her feel safe.

I feel her heartbeat next to mine.

Love is spoken through this hug.

These are the days to cherish.

The claws are not always the weapon.

Sometimes it is the eyes.

An attack of cuteness

demanding petting and cuddling.

There is also the pathetic meows

that warrant attention.

Playing or cuddling

they attack with all their weapons.

Cats are not fair fighters!

The outdoor kitties can be mean.

The buff black cat scares mine.

Even the pregnant females scare my boy.

My cat is a scaredy cat.

Yet he still wants to go outside.

He has business that must be done!

The litter box downstairs just will not do.

Bum bums

Are dumb dumb.

making you

Have to run run.

Nobody likes it.

It is not fun fun.

Thought processes not working.

No title can be found.

Ideas float by

swatted about randomly

then drift away.

Dream on tired dreamer

someday your dream will come.