In Memoriam
On silent feet, the furry folk arrive,
Leave paw prints all across my days,
Scatter catnaps in my sunshine places.
Oh, how their presence graces me.
Quicker than a winking eye, as agile as a smile,
they stalk the pathways of my heart
And what great emptiness they leave behind
When it is time for them to go.
Poem "In Memoriam" ©2010 The Owl Underground
The Owl Underground 
Just beautiful. Of all the people I know, you clearly have a deeper understanding of our feline friends, and our relationship to them, than most.
Here’s a little irony for you. After you wrote about that recirculating water fountain, I got one for Dixie, thinking she’d enjoy it. She wouldn’t have a thing to do with it. That surprised me, since she’d been a faucet drinker for years. Anyway, yesterday the silence around here was almost unbearable — and I remembered the fountain. I pulled it out, filled it up, and turned it on. Lo — it helped. Between the sound of the water and the bird sounds from outdoors, it’s better. The sound of a dishwasher, a radio, a clothes dryer, doesn’t do a thing to ease the pain of that silence — but the sounds of nature do.
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It’s a very sad loss. 😦
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What a beautiful poem. It’s so painful when they leave us xxx
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