Cats Are Watching You

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

With nothing more exciting to do with myself these days I have embarked on a long-neglected project: sorting and decluttering. In the process I found this poem, framed, which someone gave me years ago - and in the process of moving awhile back I forgot about it. I don't know who the author is but it's about cats, it's a little weird and it's kind of appropriate for the times - so I like it. I'll hang it up again.

From the shores of Catalina
To the halls of Katmandu,
No matter where you wander
Cats are watching you.
Even when you feel you're all alone
And have been alone for days,
If you looked into the dark you'd see
Their calm and steady gaze.

Ever faithful, ever vigilant,
In the home and in the yard,
In the dead of night when you're asleep,
Cats are standing guard.
And what they see and what they hear,
Cats would never say.
They simply watch us as we come
And as we go away.

[Guilded Lilly]

1. Sooooo on target :) thanks, I love it! I immediately sang it to...

the tune of The Halls of Montezuma-as I’m guessing it was intended.

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

2. Yes, definitely!

[Guilded Lilly]

5. And now I can't get it out of my head! Ack.

[Aquaria]

3. My stepfather's dealer

Had a client who did way too much acid in the 60s. He swore cats were aliens sent to observe us for the cat planet overlords. That's why they sit there and stare at us in that "unnerving" way they have. They also run experiments on us all the time--the meows are especially useful here to see how we'll respond. Does this little pipsqueak get them treats? Does the big loud meow get them picked up and cuddled? Does the growl get you to stay away from their secret encoder on their bellies?

They also have ruses to throw us off if we suspect that they're a little too smart for a "dumb" animal. That's why your cat will suddenly start playing with its own tail out of the blue. Quick! Play with the tail so they don't catch on to how you plan to beam them up for the anal probe!

Also: When their tail does the little hook at the end, that's when they're transmitting to the mother ship.

Oh--and the figure eights around our legs are assassination attempts.

The guy was dead serious about all of this.

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

4. He might have been onto something.

I don't want to know how cats do anal probes, though.