Slice of Life #12
We are a household of cats
refugee cats
cats rescued from car tracks
and kids’ antics.
Here’s Sammy, three legs, one eye
hanging out in his “office” space,
in a cabinet not used for food.
My husband calls it the Japanese apartment.
And then there’s Buzz.
(Say Buzz in a deep voice cause Buzz is Big!)
Buzz hangs out in small spaces, curling over his big belly body,
in planters
and even in my favorite serving bowl.
Then there’s Bill
(say Bill in a high-pitched voice because he has a high-pitched voice.)
Bill will sleep on anything soft,
moving blankets, grocery bags, and a fresh pile of laundry.
Our cats have all come to a better place, heaven on the bayou,
a soft place to land.
