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Humanizing Wednesday: The Cat Who Could Cook

Cat food for sale at an Istanbul animal market

Cat food for sale at an Istanbul animal market (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Micah the cat

not generally a brat

put on a cook’s hat

and cooked for his sister.

He thought he was smart enough

because he watched his human mama

open cans of moist cat food

that smelled delish.

 

But he wanted to actually cook..

The delicacies his mama made for people

sent him scurrying to his favorite cat cookbook:

The Cat of Cooking.

 

Mama didn’t see all the proceedings

but a rare sight greeted her when she came home.

Micah had gotten into the refrigerator

and somehow got some pancake syrup in his hair.

When he made homemade pasta,

the flour went up his triangle nose

and some unused, cooked pasta

hung around his tail.

 

The smell of beef came from his mouth

but his sister rejected him, saying,

“I told you to cook fish for dinner!”

Micah, I guess, was not a winner.

 

Then Micah became content again

to wait patiently for his cat supper.

Only the best for this interesting cat

and his darling, princess-like sister!


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Cooking and Life

Life is like a recipe

wouldn’t you say?

The ingredients vary

from person to person

yet they all must combine

in the right way

and with the right timing

 

Sometimes the recipe flops

we’ve all had those moments

but then we pick ourselves up

and go on

or tweak the recipe a little

and the product or life

turns out better than before

 

Some people hate to cook

while other people thoroughly enjoy it

I hope we all enjoy life

and don’t think of it as a miserable burden

 

How will you tweak your life today?


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The Little Things DO Matter

Vegetables in a grocery store, Paris, France.

Vegetables in a grocery store, Paris, France. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I advocate appreciating even the small things in one’s life.  Sometimes they can make you feel better than big, expensive things.  For those of you who have been following me a long time, please forgive this repeat:  I’ll never forget when I had cancer, and when I went to my regular grocery store, where you have to bag your own groceries, the lady and her son ahead of me in line bagged my groceries as soon as they heard the clerk ask me how I was getting along.  That small act of kindness and compassion became very big in my heart (and resides there still).

When my dad posed as Santa Claus and handed out candy to kids in that Michigan grocery store, he gave candy to even the senior citizens.  One lady cried because someone had taken two minutes to speak to her in a kind way, and then she didn’t have to feel forgotten.

Sunday morning I had my hot water and lemon juice before my walk, but nothing after that for several hours.  My getting sick to my stomach was a signal to my poor body that it needed hydration – and fast!  I would have felt much better if I had remembered to take care of myself – going to write instead of drinking a glass of water after my walk was just the reverse of what I needed.

And most of you know me by now:  I love to write poetry.    🙂  So, I will write a poem regarding what we have just been discussing.

THE LITTLE THINGS

Let your mouth take in food and drink

they will help you exist more fully.

 

Let your eyes see the beauty in the every day

and learn to ignore the slights against you

 

Let your feet move to assist those who need you

instead of being quiet and bored

 

Let your hands give gifts of love to those around you

or accept help if that is what is called for

 

Let your heart stay pure

never regarding anyone’s motives except your own

 

Let your brain be renewed daily

by choosing only the important things to think about

 

Use your whole body to help others

and yourself

Of this, life is made


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Poetry Saturday: Poverty

Cat, with its mouth open

Cat, with its mouth open (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today’s poem will use abstract or indefeinite nouns in a concrete or definite sense – i.e.

“He slaughtered his gluttony for it to be forever gone.”

POVERTY

She sat in the dark bedroom, pinching the pennies in her checkbook

hoping against hope that for getting out of this mess, there would be some salvation.

 

He wanted to fly amongst the clouds into infinity

and not have to worry about this thing called unemployment

 

Their little girl escaped into her safe place

to imagine the bill collectors falling off the steep front porch

after they beat down the door.

 

Her older brother struck out into the air with his fists

to punish Poverty for attempting to bother them.

He kicked the state of being morose

into the yawning, dark pit of hell.

 

The family pets,

a cat and a dog,

meowed and whined at the hunger in their little stomachs.

They wanted to go back to their ancestors,

to the jungles and hillsides

where there might be a little more food than here.

 

Salvation did eventually arrive, not a moment too soon

and made their hearts shine.

Charity saved the day

and blessed the giver of the money

as much as it had blessed this precious little family.

 

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