Well…I am stoked! Mama is in da house y’all! Finally, I can breathe! They’re calling me the Cat Whisperer this morning! Haha! Have a great weekend!

Well…I am stoked! Mama is in da house y’all! Finally, I can breathe! They’re calling me the Cat Whisperer this morning! Haha! Have a great weekend!

Some of you know that a few months ago we discovered a mama cat with four kittens under our front porch. It has been two months or so since we were able to capture three kittens, but one remained at large with the mama…and we think we know who the daddy cat is. There have been several sightings of him in the neighborhood.






Two of the white kittens are now happily being spoiled by a new mom and dad and the runt is our Frankie.
I have been feeding the fugitives every morning and night seeking to gain their trust. The mama cat has warmed to me letting me pet her briefly as I put the food bowl down, but the kitten has been a formidable escape artist. I had set up an animal crate with a long boa feather lure on the porch (everyone thought I was crazy). As I returned from my morning walk on Wednesday, the kitten took the bait and I was able to capture it!




Now comes the process of taming the hiss and spit out of this little one! I have spent several sessions rocking, smooth talking and petting this kitten, wrapping it tightly in a blanket to protect myself from claws! (Safety first 😉), and this evening we had a real breakthrough! I was able to loosen the blanket and rock the kitten to sleep! He/she is not likely to remember our tender encounter next time I come for a visit, but each time gets a little less stressful for both of us. I’m a sucker. I think this one may be a keeper too.
Next on the game plan is getting Mama captured and spayed. Then on to her waiting forever home to live the life she deserves. I’ve been a bit busy this week between work, kitten rescue and tending to my resident pack…but watching this little one sleep in my arms has made it all worth it. Have a lovely weekend. You know what I’ll be doing! 😉🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾❤️






Hello all. I know I’m behind in my daily poems and I have yet to read and comment on your lovely Twittering Tales. I promise to get to them soon. But I have worked a total of 20 hours in the last few days an I am exhausted! I’ll leave you with this…a few snapshots of my world away from my cubical…the creatures that greet me when I come home every night…have a lovely night. ❤️







Frankie, the keeper, settling in nicely!
Catching up from a busy weekend…two kimos, totally unrelated…hope you’re having a great Monday!
Kimo Day 28
a conversation overheard tickles
the ears, creating voyeurs
armed with poison secrets
Kimo Day 29
somewhere between the dawn and blackest night
we forget love fashioned us
we forget who we are
~kat
Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.
Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.

and just like that, the sky is blue again,
the sun’s shining, all is well,
and yes, I forgive you
~kat
I’ve been told I am too easy to forgive. But the way I see it, what is the sense of brooding about an offense. There is life to be lived and the day to be seized! Who has time for grudges! 😊❤️
Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haikqApparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar:
• 3 lines.
• No rhymes.
• 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third.
Also, the kimo is focused on a single frozen image (kind of like a snapshot). So it’s uncommon to have any movement happening in kimo poems.