A fleeting shadow on the wall, what do you make of that? Another and another joins this swirling mass of bat. Fortuitous destruction, they swarm across the lake. What an impressive undulating constant stream they make. They go to eat mosquitos in the farther fields they roam, leaving only guano here closer to their home. The wellbeing they foster, I fear is far afield. Here at home there’s not a single benefit they yield. They sleep by day then hurry off on nightly winged weavings, leaving me, with broom and scrub brush, dealing with their leavings.
A dog just needs something to chase and lacking a car to chase, given a friendly arm to throw it, sticks work just fine. Those bottles, by the way, are not trash. The fishermen were using them to hold up ropes keeping the water hyacinth back to open a channel.
Tourists of every size and shape visit the zoo to stand and gape at lion, leopard, tiger, ape. They eye its thickness as they gape at chainlink, conjure up the scrape of claws on metal, then on nape. What is their likelihood of escape?
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If you are following my development of a totally unique new concept in cat food based on the cat’s own preferences, you’ve already seen the rationale HERE and HERE. A suggestion by Forgottenman in the comments of that post has led to my improvement of his suggestion. Namely, a feeding dish on the back of a windup mouse that will cater to a cat’s natural proclivity to pursue his quarry. This system ties into a cat’s wild nature, turning a feline turned domestic once again into a hunter/huntress. Watch your cat’s appetite turn from finicky to ravenous as it gives way to the spell of wild game gained in a wild pursuit. (Flavors available in mouse, rat, squirrel, garter snake and cockroach. Further motivational dispersal systems will soon be available compatible with all of the flavors.)
Disclaimer: Fancy Feast does not indeed make a “Mouse” flavored cat food. I have altered and used their can design only as a means to illustrate my earlier poem. This is a joke, folks!!!!
Here is a photo I received via email from my friend Candace Spence, who is the 25th person to send an image! The prompt is still alive until the end of April! HERE is the place to link your photo if you are putting it onto your blog. We’ve just hit 25 entries, so on May 1 I will hold a drawing and donate up to $100 to the charity of choice of the winner of the drawing, depending on how many entries there are. You can also see links to a number of the photos there.
Welp, I would not have chosen this ending to the story. It is a sad conclusion—distressing, sad and gory. The hummingbird, suspended in its helicopter flight, was brought down from the air with one swift lethal bite. It was my adorable kitten who stopped its blur of wings. Tired of scratching posts and batting balls and chasing strings, she chose a task more difficult—a target ever-moving, an irresistible challenge but one hardly behooving a tiny kitten noted for its playfulness and cuteness. I fear I underestimated her extreme astuteness. Now she rests in sunlight. Her quarry, limp and torn, here upon my doormat, I survey, forlorn over loss of this small creature—its sheer poetry of motion— as well as this reminder that in garden, air or ocean, one thing feeds upon another in a constant mortal chain incredible in beauty, indivisible from pain, even in a garden where I sought for peace to reign.
Prompt words for the day are flight, forlorn, adorable and welp.