Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Cowt Herding

Returning readers have already met 'Benicio del Gatto,' our black and white tom cat. He is quite a unique character.

Though solid and muscular, he started out long and lean. And although he is black and white like a cow, we suspect that he is part Siamese.

He is affectionate but doesn't like to cuddle, and he is also quite vocal. I have actually carried on entire conversations with him. (wondering what we were talking about the entire time)

As I've mentioned before, he also has a talent for opening doors. He can open nearly any door, and can unlock some. We have to be sure to double lock the front and back doors to keep him from letting the dogs out. I'm actually quite sure he knows how the dead bolt works, it's just too stiff for him to turn. (We have hidden the WD40)

As smart as he is, he can't sleep anywhere without falling off - repeatedly. Not on the window sill, or the counter, or the computer desk, or even the dining room table. But he's used to it. He just climbs right back up and returns to dreamland.

One day while I was working in the garden, I looked up to see a black and white cat down the road and figured Benny got out without my knowing. He does that sometimes, because the grass calls out to him. (a call familiar to some people I know)

I called out and started toward him, and he came running, calling back to me. When I got close I realized that it was not my strapping boy cow, but a tiny kitten cow. She purred and kissed and seemed quite happy to see me.

I fed her and introduced her to our other cats, and needless to say, she has become a part of the family.

Her name is now 'Our Little Joon-Bug.' She and and Benny hit it off right away. They chase and wrestle and play, and have become wonderful friends.

In other words, we now have a pair of cow cats (cowts?) named 'Benny & Joon.' And where can we find a poem to celebrate our tiny herd?

Why in Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats, of course . . .

The Song of the Jellicles
- T.S. Eliot

Jellicle Cats come out to-night
Jellicle Cats come one come all:
The Jellicle Moon is shining bright -
Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball.

Jellicle Cats are black and white,
Jellicle Cats are rather small;
Jellicle Cats are merry and bright,
And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul.
Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces,
Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes;
They like to practise their airs and graces
And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise.

Jellicle Cats develop slowly,
Jellicle Cats are not too big;
Jellicle Cats are roly-poly,
They know how to dance a gavotte and a jig.
Until the Jellicle Moon appears
They make their toilette and take their repose:
Jellicle Cats wash behind their ears,
Jellicle dry between their toes.

Jellicle Cats are white and black,
Jellicle Cats are of moderate size;
Jellicle Cats jump like a jumping-jack,
Jellicle Cats have moonlit eyes.
They're quitet enough in the morning hours,
They're quitet enough in the afternoon,
Reserving their terpsichorean powers
To dance by the light of the Jellicle Moon.

Jellicle Cats are black and white,
Jellicle Cats (as I said) are small;
If it happends to be a stormy night
They will practise a caper or two in the hall.
If it happens the sun is shining bright
You would say they had nothing to do at all:
They are resting and saving themselves to be right
For the Jellicle Moon and the Jellicle Ball

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