April is National Poetry Month: DAY 5

The Duel
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)

The gingham dog and the calico cat
Side by side on the table sat;
‘T was half-past twelve, and (what do you think!)
Nor one nor t’ other had slept a wink!
The old Dutch clock and the Chinese plate
Appeared to know as sure as fate
There was going to be a terrible spat.
(I was n’t there; I simply state
What was told to me by the Chinese plate!

The gingham dog went “Bow-wow-wow!”
And the calico cat replied “Mee-ow!”
The air was littered, an hour or so,
With bits of gingham and calico,
While the old Dutch clock in the chimney-place
Up with its hands before its face,
For it always dreaded a family row!
(Now mind: I ‘m only telling you
What the old Dutch clock declares is true!

The Chinese plate looked very blue,
And wailed, “Oh, dear! what shall we do!”
But the gingham dog and the calico cat
Wallowed this way and tumbled that,
Employing every tooth and claw
In the awfullest way you ever saw—
And, oh! how the gingham and calico flew!
(Don’t fancy I exaggerate—
I got my news from the Chinese plate!

Next morning, where the two had sat
They found no trace of dog or cat;
And some folks think unto this day
That burglars stole that pair away!
But the truth about the cat and pup
Is this: they ate each other up!
Now what do you really think of that!
(The old Dutch clock it told me so,
And that is how I came to know.

365 Snap Shots of Life Blog Challenge: Day 10

January 10, 2012

We had rabbits as pets when my kids were younger. I learned quite a few things about them during those years. For starters, they eat their own poop and sit in their own urine to keep cool in the hot summer months. They also are very fragile animals; my oldest daughter who was 12 at the time, found this out the hard way. Her rabbit Mascara and the one pictured here, Shadow appeared to lead boring lives in their cages. So she decided to remedy the problem by placing a rather large wood planter in their cage, for them to play in. The next day she came in from feeding them and her glum expression told me something was very wrong. She found Shadow crushed underneath the planter. Yup, completely steamrolled. And that ladies and gentlemen is how she discovered that rabbits are not as tough or bored as they appear.

R.I.P. Shadow

365 Snap Shots of Life Blog Challenge: Day 7

January 7,2012

I took this picture of my daughter in the spring. The cat she’s holding is Ladie, our family pet. Ladie  just wandered into our back yard one day and rubbed herself up against my oldest daughter. She picked her up and then Ladie never left our home again. It’s been a few years since then, and Ladie has turned out to be the best pet we ever had. We suspect that she might have been one of those pets that people are forced to abandon when they have to leave their homes in a hurry after the bank has  foreclosed on their property. Abandoned pets on foreclosed properties is a big problem here in Nevada. Ladie also could have been raised  with a dog because she behaves more like a canine. By the way, she is a Scottish Fold, hence the small ears.

Cat Eyes