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03
Oct 2011
Category: New Orleans Saints
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01
Oct 2011
Was it really only a couple months ago
That this homeless black and calico cat
Meandered into our lives?
We never knew from hence she came
Wary at first, yet her sweet temperment
Reached and touched both our hearts
Even though we both realized
We couldn’t really claim her
We left food and water outside for her
Allowing her to come and go as she wished
Our kindness bolstered her trust in us
To where she decided to further
Entwine her fortunes with ours
By giving birth to seven kittens on our porch
Under the chilly night clouds of December 4th
Five orange striped, one black, one calico- shaded
Quite the feat for momma cat, small as she was
We protectively watched over them all
And soon it became such a joy to come home
And find seven pairs of eyes gazing up at us
From the depths of their cardboardbox home
And momma cat waiting patiently nearby
We delighted in their antics and playfulness
As they explored the limits of the porch
All too soon came the day that was foretold to happen
Our time of fostering this little family was done
Holding back tears we said goodbye yesterday
To five orange striped, one black, one calico-shaded
And their sweet tempered little mother
Secure that they will all be adopted
The silence of this cold January Sunday is strange
Yet we are kept warm by the photos and our memories
And the thirty two footprints in our hearts
©Lynn Kupfer
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30
Sep 2011
Lyrics
“Release Me”
Wilson Phillips
I know that it’s time for a change
Mmm but when that change comes
Will you still feel the same?
How many times have I tried to turn this love around?
I don’t want to give up
But baby it’s time I had two feet on the ground
Can you release me
Can you release me
Now that you’re gone I can’t help myself from wondering
Oh, if you’d have come down from your high
Would we’ve been all right?
Release me
Can you release me
[Chorus:]
Come on baby, come on baby
You knew it was time to just let go
‘Cause we want to be free
But somehow it’s just not that easy
Come on Darlin’, hear me Darlin’
‘Cause you’re a waste of time for me
I’m trying to make you see
That baby you’ve just got to release me
Release me
Release me
I’m not going back to you anymore
Finally my weakened heart is healing though very slow
So stop coming around my door
‘Cause you’re not gonna find
What you’re looking for
[Chorus]
What is this power you’ve got on me
What is this power, Oh
What is it,What is it
[Chorus]
Release me
Will you release me
Ah…Release me
Will you release me
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30
Sep 2011
I shall be a believer of all that is good in man
and of all that is deserving in animals.
I shall plead for their lives,
campaign for their safety
and uphold their right to a natural death.
I shall seek out the injured and the maimed,
the unloved, and the abandoned
and tend to them in their last days.
I shall not forget their place in the hierarchy of life,
nor that we walk in each other’s paths.
I shall bear witness to the wonder they bring into our lives
and to the beauty they bestow upon our souls.
I shall renew their spirits when they are waning,
bind their wounds when they bleed,
cradle them when they whimper,
and comfort them when they mourn.
I shall be near them in their hour of greatest need -
a companion and friend when the time has come.
I shall watch over them and console them
and ask that the angels gather them in their arms.
From the creatures of the earth
I shall learn the fruits of compassion and undying love,
and I shall be called the beloved of God.
In their company I shall indeed be blessed.
by Susan M. Pearson
30
Sep 2011
When we met for the first time
He wasn’t in the best of moods
Can’t blame the fella, I would be too
If I’d been cooped up in a pet carrier
For most of the 1100 mile trip she took
To begin a new life with me
She was soon quick to gently hint
Not to waste the flavorful water
Whenever I opened a can of tuna fish
But he would turn up his nose at my offering
Stalk off with a superior-than-thou ‘tude
Then when he thought I wasn’t watching
He’d come back and lap up every last drop
She didn’t grumble nor mumble
When he insisted on sharing her bed
His favorite spot is right under her left arm
That slinky, lanky furred body couldn’t possibly
Weigh more than six pounds dripping wet
I’m amazed at how little room there’s left for her
Oh, he had his precious moments
The way he stole milk from our cups
Dipping and licking one paw at a time
The way he sprawled on the corner of the bed
Lazily watching us dress for work
Then chased after her, batting at her legs
As if commanding her to stay home with him
He insistently demanded his kitty treats from her
Often with loud meows if she’s slow
But he showed more than just a casual interest
In what I eat those days
He knew if he sat patiently enough
I’ll share some pieces of my meat with him
TWo years after moving in with me
His favorite places became more numerous
He’d taken to jumping on her computer desk
When he wanted her undivided attention
But he occassional would stalk close to mine
And accept short hand-to-cheek rubs from me
He still preferred to hang out on her lap
Or lay on the sofa above her head when she read
And he would wrap his paws around her neck
When she picked him up and hugged him
He was still very much a one woman cat
But I think he eventually also accepted me as a friend
Since he knew that I loved her too.
©L. Kupfer
all rights reserved
~ in memory of Smoky ~
~ who passed over the Rainbow Bridge in July of 2003 ~
