Occasionally my friend posts a photo of the male cats that she had from us when they were kittens. It’s two years since they left and they certainly have grown. They look a lot like their mother. They seem to be very close to each other.
To be honest I would love to visit and see them but they are a bit too far away.
Anyway I pinched this photo to remind me if them. Hope you like it.
Well it’s a reasonable attempt at a portrait as he was moving for most of it. Bug I do think he looks like a tired Liam Neilson! We’ve been together for almost 40 years. A lifetime. We’ve both changed. Got older and creakier. I think I’m lucky being the younger one. But I do want him to stay healthy and enjoy his life. Today was his birthday so I took him out for lunch and to a garden centre. His choice of present? Compost and a brazier to burn garden rubbish in. We’ll practical at least. Tonight we might go out again, or a takeaway. Then we have a couple of other entertaining things to do later in the week.
Am I the only one who thinks we need a bit of peace? A bit of friendship between races and religions?
Give us peace
Give us love
Don’t fight and worry
Don’t be angry
Turn the other cheek
Be at Peace.
Life is too short
To be at war.
Don’t you know I love you?
Don’t you know I care about you?
It’s bleak out here
It’s cold and grey.
My heart is lost, broken, destroyed.
It hurts that you don’t care,
It hurts that you’ve gone away,
You are here in body but not in spirit,
You changed before my eyes
Your memory has glazed over
Milky white, foggy, out of focus
I can’t break in, I can’t get close
I still love you
Won’t you remember to love me too?
What a change two years make. Seamus was quite a timid cat. It took me ages to coax him out to say hello and I think you can still see caution on his face here – a couple of months after he arrived. He’s much more self assured now. He loves playing catch chase with his sister. Instead of sleeping in quiet corners or under cupboards both of them now sleep on a cat tree or on the back of the sofa in the middle of the living room.
They both will only eat one flavour of one type of cat food, but it is supplimented with treats and they know how to stare so you share food off your plate.
It knows what it wants
It hypnotises you
To share your breakfast
How do they do it?
With love and telepathy… !
Did I once have a rocking horse ?
How fast did it go,
Over hills, over fields,
Up mountain paths,
Down into dales and vales.
If I had a rocking horse
Where did it live?
In stables or a farm yard
Or the back bedroom in our house.
What colour was that rocking horse
Was it a bay?
A white maned charger
A gentle, dappled grey?
I once had a rocking horse,
So long ago
I don’t remember anything-
Where did it go?
I have been thinking what I would like to hear more of this year and the answer has to be peace.
If more people turned round and decided not to fight, that fighting does not resolve things, that negotiation is the way to go, then perhaps the human race could get somewhere.
If money was not spent on armaments then it could be used to sort out global climate change. The resources used to build planes and missiles could be used to make solar panels or build desalination stations.
Instead we seem to just push on regardless and want to destroy not improve relationships between peoples.
I would like to quote John Lennon
“give peace a chance” … …