Family In All Shapes and Sizes – Thankful Thursday

It’s that time again, but this time I think I’ll focus on a few little things once more instead of just one theme. Not because there aren’t big things or people that I can focus on, but because there are a lot of little things I can think of at the moment and I want to share them.

This week I am thankful for:

Company during filing
image: older family phone
image: older family phone
Tommy
 
The best of friends
image: old family phone
image: old family phone
Tommy and Oz
image: old family phone
image: old family phone
Tommy and Oz
 
Peace at home, goodwill between cats and dogs
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
Usako and DA
 
Comfy places to sleep
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
Cotton

 

 
Companionship
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
Sadie and Sammy
 
Curiosity is better with siblings
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
Dora and DA
 
Random camera shy cat
image: martha0stout's phone
image: martha0stout’s phone
Usako
 
Adorable puppies
image: sister's phone
image: sister’s phone
Dora

Really, I’m grateful for animal family members today, both past and present.

For the original Thankful Thursday post today: http://mithriluna.wordpress.com/2014/06/12/thankful-thursday-the-goodness-of-life/

Frolicking Crisis

She frolicked through the tall grass, chasing ducks and snakes and whatever else caught her fancy.

“Iris!”

The black cat continued to run about, enjoying her new-found freedom of playing in more than just the backyard.

“Iris!”

She didn’t even turn an ear to the voice calling her name. The outdoors were just too much fun! She was going to stall as long as possible before going home. Cotton, that old white and black grandma of a cat, went out for the whole day all the time and she was hardly ever called to come back sooner than she wanted!

(Iris completely ignored the fact that she was still very much a kitten in human and cat terms and that she had never been this far from home by herself. She was too busy griping about her mom calling her home earlier than she wanted to.)

Meanwhile, back at the house…

Iris’s mom and dad were really starting to worry. It had been more than five hours since anyone had seen their cat and both of them had lost other cats in much the same way. They had gone out one day and never come back. They couldn’t bare to lose Iris after not even having her for a full year yet.

Everyone ran around the house, the yard, the creek, looking for the missing cat. This was truly another Family Crisis.


Written for this week’s Three Word Wednesday prompt: http://www.threewordwednesday.com/2014/06/3ww-ccclxxii.html

Also, this happened to us yesterday. It was really hard on my sister and her husband because Iris is still very much a kitten. We finally found her playing near the creek… Which didn’t help as my sister was convinced that she’d fall in, be one of those few cats that can’t swim (family history has taught us that they do exist…for us at least) and fall into the creek and drown.

Her husband and I finally got her after dark and dragged her back into the house (man, but that can can wriggle!) I got a nice slice of one of my fingers taken off as a parting shot, but that cat is now in the house (and it time out apparently.)

Sunday Morning Stillness

The air is still,
No worries here.
Rest and watch
The sun heat,
The sky blue
The wind still.
And yet…
There’s so much more here.
 
Tall grass rustles:
Cats stalk through,
Dogs following, curious,
Snakes moving to get away…
Ducks quack,
And birds chirp,
Don’t let the whistle fade.
 
Flowers grow,
Their scents sublime
And yet I want you to be mine.
image: from martha0stout's phone

image: from martha0stout’s phone


Not written for any specific prompt, just a little something about this morning around the house. The picture is my cat, Usako, finding my eldest niece’s paper flower and checking it out. She’s a curious little thing who also likes to ambush people

Dust Bunny, Hop Hop – Poetry Prompt 14

Dirt will puff with the lightest of touch
Unless of course the scent comes out
So don’t complain when by she will slouch
There really is no need to shout.
 
Because she will rub up against you
Until you smell as dusty and she does.
Next her mother will come on around,
Necessary it will be, for she will tongue bath you.
Yes she will try to reach all around, but still you’ll smell dusty.

Written for another of Pooky’s poetry prompts: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/14/poetry-prompt-14-describe-a-smell/

My cat’s name is Usako, which means baby bunny, as she had rather large ears as a kitten would spend most of her time jumping around. As an adult, she likes to roll around in the dry dirt out back and then come in. It’s not always easy to tell when she’s done this as she’s a grey and orange and white cat. (She’s mostly grey.) So, she’s my little ‘dust bunny.’

Not Ready – #4 Poetry Prompt

The light bleeds inside
Time has slipped me by a ways
No summer yet please!
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image: from martha0stout’s phone

Written for Pooky’s poetry prompt for today: http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/05/04/poetry-prompt-a-haiku-from-your-window/comment-page-1/#comment-4091

The picture is of one of my sister’s cats from a few years ago; her name was Miri and she was adorable.

Layabouts – Day Twenty-Six

You sleep in bed all morning long,
Waiting till the last to join the throng.
You say you got to bed quite late,
And that is why the rest must wait.
So every five minutes you hit the snooze
Because your sleep you don’t want to lose.
 
Well that will change sometime soon
Because you see, we have a boon.
You shall awake because it’s late
And I shall not continue to wait;
 
Wake up!
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image: from martha0stout’s phone

Written in honor of my sister’s kids every morning that they don’t have school. They’d sleep until 1:00 pm if I let them. The picture is of my cat, Usako.

Also using today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/day-26-2/

Sunlight Troubles

The sun is fading out of sight. She stretches out towards it once more, reaching with the tips of her claws for it.

With a huff, she lets it go and turns back to the litter of kittens poking around the room; no doubt getting themselves into trouble once more.


Written for the weekly Daily Post challenge: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_writing_challenge/fifty/

Now!

Now, I want it now!
Are you listening to me?
Pay attention!
If I have to ask one more time…
I will push this lid closed!
I’m doing it!
Fine! I’ll pretend,
I never wanted it at all.
So I shall sit and sulk.
Humph.
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Picture: from martha0stout’s camera

Written for today’s Daily Post prompt and in honor of my cat, Usako (who tries every day to close my laptop on me).

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/29/daily-prompt-now-2/

Usako, my owner

The first time I saw…

Those eyes look back at me, I saw in them one more like me. I was not as alone as I had thought. Now I sit warm, my cat next to me, alive.


Written for this week’s Trifecta about my cat who claimed me, not the other way around, soon after I lost my previous cat to old age. She’s not at all like Tommy was and for that I love her all the more. She didn’t try to replace him, just carved a new niche for herself in my life.

http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2014/01/trifextra-week-100.html

Favorite Pet

There have been mentions of animals in the news. There have always been mentions of animals in the news and this is a trend that will likely continue. I honestly can’t think of a reason why there wouldn’t be. These animals, whether they be exotic or wild or domestic seem to speak to us in a way that means we can’t ignore them and their own feelings and thoughts even though we don’t understand their own language.

I was going through my bookmarks on my laptop (I have way too many) when I realized that I had a lot about animals. I won’t mention them all in here, but it didn’t surprise me at all just how much animals are talked about online. I know that I love reading about them and talking about them and looking at pictures about them…

Anything to do with animals really makes me smile or cry.

(And as I sit and write this my cat Usako is staring out the back door, with occasional glances in my direction, just waiting for her mother Cotton to want back in.)

It has been mentioned that I should write about my favorite family pet in my life. I can’t pick one, unfortunately, because each animal member of my family, past and present, have been my favorite for this or that. Their personalities are very different, just like the human family members that I have.

My favorite mothering pet was Ginger, a husky-golden retriever mix who was absolutely convinced that my younger siblings and I and some of our friends were her puppies. She would try to get us to eat this or that and drink and would shoo us into her doghouse when it was nap time before curling up around us to make sure we were warm enough.

My favorite teddy bear pet was Taffy, an orange tabby that followed me everywhere when I was a toddler. He let me cuddle him however I wanted. Unfortunately this meant that sometimes when I’d wonder off after a nap I would tug him along with by his tail or a paw. Mom says he was totally fine with it and thought I was awesome.

My favorite guard dog/exercise trainer was Rascal, a black mutt who my brother brought home from the street after he’d escaped previous owners who were not good to him. (No one ever came to claim him, so he was ours.) He was super protective of our family (especially Mom) without actually attacking people. (With the exception of my dad after our parents divorced.) He never actually bit anyone that I can recall and he thought that Mom was the most precious person in the house. He also ate everything except carrots.

My favorite ambush pet is Usako, my tortoise shell cat. She is absolutely awful at actually attacking anything. She is not the cat that defends her territory. She is excellent at waiting for the right moment to strike and then dashing off before her victim can retaliate. She’s also great for cuddling at night when it gets cold. She manages to do that without making it hard to breath and is as soft as a bunny. (She also likes salt and vinegar chips and low-sugar sugar cookies.)

My favorite boss pet was Tommy, a grey tabby long-hair. He would often glare at me until I went to bed. He had something like 60+ different looks that all boiled down to “Why are you doing that? Stop being an idiot.” That cat saved my sanity in my teen years when a lot of crap went down for my family. He was always very good at curling up on my back with just the right amount of warmth and weight to ease the tension running through it. (I had a lot of trouble with my back and neck during my teen years and he was one of the best parts of my physical therapy.)

I really can’t pick out of those mentioned and I have too many to write them all down. Each animal that my family has had have been a part of us and integral to our continued health and growth as people and as a family. They protect a part of our hearts and souls in a way that humans aren’t always able to do.