Whining and Poetry

Maybe I should call this the rant and whine board.

I was just thinking of something that I could right in here, a pet peeve that has always annoyed me... but when I sat down to write it, it seemed so stupid to complain about. *sigh*

Anyway. I did think of something to put up here... I had to right a poem for creative writing class about losing something, so I wrote about my cat. I hadn't decided if I wanted to show people yet, so I guess I will just post it up here and let people read it if they want. Writing poems about dead pets makes this blog all very chessy and emo, which works well with the picture I put for my avi.

Fucking thing still makes me cry though.

~~Chester

He runs when he sees me
And I give chase
I always catch him
I am bigger than he is
I will lock him in my room
He doesn't like to play
It is hard to fit a squirming cat
In doll clothes
Even Harder
To keep him in the stroller

I grow out of it
Other things to do
He likes me more
When I don't torture him
Sleeping on my bed
Sitting in my lap
A scratch behind the ear
As I walk by
Rubbing legs tripping me
Underfoot gets stepped on
Stop it
Sits on my homework
Between me and my book
Go away

He is old
Bony and Slow
His fur is thin under my hand
He sleeps in the sun
On the couch
On the chair
Leaves food in the dish
He purrs at the vet
Arthritis keeps him on the floor now
He meows when I come home
Still wants to play
Gets tired quick
I buy him treats
Hold him that night
Back to the vet in the morning
He purrs again
Before he sleeps