It was not I who was teaching my cat to gather rosebuds, but she who was teaching me

We who choose to surround ourselves
with lives even more temporary than our
own, live within a fragile circle;
easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps,
we would still live no other way.
We cherish memory as the only
certain immortality, never fully
understanding the necessary plan.

It's for her own good that the cat purrs

I said, 'You like these cats? You want to feed them all? Then you pay for it,'

Looks like the dead cats aren't getting as much of a kick as we were looking for. We're seeing a month of consolidation in a historically challenged month of September.

We've had cats all our lives, and I received Ralph when he was a kitten. He's both a house cat and an outside cat, but he mainly likes being out more than he does in.