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The Shaffer Journal AUG99: Ezine about Cats, Hockey, Writing, SF, and Fantasy - Runes of Ao Anita Wilson at www.geocities.com/katje3/ contributed some cat stories and poetry. Here is one from her cat James about food: My name is James and I am a star with an empty food dish. I do not think I want to be a star anymore. My boss put me on a thing called scales the other day, to weigh me. It has to do with something called worms. My boss opens my mouth and puts bad stuff inside me. My boss used to give me things called tablets and I thought I was very smart. I used to spit them out when my boss wasn't looking. I think my boss is getting smarter, I get wet stuff now, that I cannot spit out. Life is not easy for a cat. After my boss had put me on the thing called scales, she told me I was eating too much. I do not understand that, I only eat when I am hungry all day. My life is very hard now. My food bowl is empty most of the day. My boss only fills it at night. I have tried for days to sit in front of her, looking really sad, but I don't think I look sad enuff. My boss steps over me and has given me a new name. Fatso? Jennah told me peoples stars change their name. I didn't think cat stars did. I hope my boss forgets I am a star and calls me James again. I have just had a smart thought. Chang, you want to be a star? You can have my food bowl! No, I really do not mind taking your food bowl. Chang is a star! (But James isn't hungry anymore. :) Abandoned For James, “my foundling” ------------------------------------- I saw a kitten lost one day I did not know it had been left Until I went outside to see What was meowing on the street I saw a kitten on the street Sitting right there on the road In the middle of the busy traffic Looking lost and so afraid I saw a kitten run to me To the only human, that it saw Crying very loudly for its mum Wondering where she was I picked a kitten up one time Abandoned and so very small It snuggled closely in my arms Feeling home and safe at last I have a lovely cat today I call him “foundling” tenderly Abandoned by a cruel human Who never valued love… Chang. In trouble. My name is Chang, a Burmese gentleman, who used to be a Security Watch Cat at a Marina, now retired, but not a star any more. I do not know how it happened, but somehow, in a much-undeserved manner, I have gotten myself in a spot of bother with the boss. Now I am sitting here on the bridge and contemplating where it all went wrong. It all happened when it was our weigh in day this week. That happens when the boss gives us the medicine for the unmentionable. All right James you do not have to yell Fleas! (As I have mentioned before, that cat has no breeding.) To continue the story when the boss had weighed us, she was very surprised at James weight. I distinctly heard her say, that “Fatso” was getting fatter. I knew that was James’s star name but he was not a star anymore, I was! I will admit I was sitting there a bit bewildered, next to James food bowl, but there was no need for the boss to call me a bad old boy! Me, a Burmese gentleman! James got called a conniving old cat! That made me feel a bit better. What has not been satisfactorily explained to me is what James connived at. I enquired from James but he just grins at me and refuses to answer. The boss took my stardom and both our food bowls away, saying we could not be trusted. Now I am hungry too. Me, a Burmese gentleman on a diet! That it should come to that in my retirement. So now I am sitting here on the bridge, trying not to think of the empty spot where food should be, gazing at the fish. FISH! No this is not my home at the Marina, where I had the position of Security Watch Cat. I think it would be better to lower my standards and look sadly at the boss… I see the boss! No time any more, busy practicing looking sad in a dignified manner. Do You? --------------- Do you experience happiness like me? When you hear children’s joyful laughter Enjoy the company of loved ones and friends See people help each other when the need is great Watch animals enjoying life, unafraid and free Do you suffer sorrow like me? When you lose someone close to you Suffer disappointments and heartbreak Hear about needless suffering in the world And man’s indifference to his environment Do you have a sense of wonder like me? At watching a beautiful Sunrise or Sunset Seeing Dolphins leaping with joy in the sea Admiring a double Rainbow after a shower Or dewdrops like diamonds on a spider’s web Do you share this belief with me? That all religions follow a path to the one God Any Faith will comfort a soul somewhere Love will always be triumphant over hate And people get a second chance to start again Do you think the same as me? Then I am very pleased to know you And will meet with you in friendship Sharing the same ideals Working towards the same goals You say you are a different race and color? I never noticed that at all…… Play Time --------------- Do I see a tabby kitten? Playing with a autumn leaf? Chasing it, catching it Rolling with it under the tree I think I see a tabby kitten Hiding under the big green fern Daring me, jumping out Then pouncing on my feet Did I just see a tabby kitten? Running very fast past me? Turning around, looking up Waiting very still for me Will I pick up this tabby kitten? And hug it very close to me? Cuddling it, loving it And stroking it very gently I am holding this tabby kitten It’s purring very loud at me Little beauty, loving friend Dear companion of my heart © 1999 Anita Wilson		The Shaffer Journal SEP99: Ezine about Cats, Hockey, Writing, SF, and Fantasy - Runes of Ao J. Anita Wilson is an up and coming poet who paints wordart with elegant, simple strokes. Please enjoy her poetry here with several excellent poems. "Gaia's Cry" Do you see the oceans rising? It is our planet Gaia crying For the misuse that is made of her Crying, for the destruction of herself Crying, for the greed that allows it Crying, for the weak who let it happen Crying, for the thoughtless who don' t care Crying, because in order to protect herself She might have to destroy humankind Take heed humanity! Gaia can survive without you Animals can survive without you Trees and plants can survive without you But humankind can' t survive without Gaia! "The last Koala" Once I was one of many Living happily and free Eating eucalyptus leaves In my favorite tree Once I had many cousins We lived in a colony Spending our lives dozing Now there is only me There is only one tree left Humans took the best Chainsaws and big dozers Took away the rest Humans need many houses They do not each need a tree Once we were so plentiful Now, only lonely me “Rainbow Angels” We are the angels of the Rainbow Bridge Welcoming all your pets with love The ones that were so dear to you We are greeting here above You were so sad to see them go For some, it took a lot of love To do what was the best for them They will be cared for here above We will hug and lovingly hold them None of them will know hunger or fear They will live with us, Happily waiting Until the time they meet you here © 1999 J. Anita Wilson
		The Shaffer Journal JUN00: poetry, webzine, cats, hockey, writing, SF, Fantasy - Runes of Ao Anita Wilson sent us two excellent poems. First: Bright Spirit; Second: Untitled Bright spirit... Bright spirit… I watch you shining golden treasure I touch your warmth You came in my life and feel your love so suddenly Bright spirit... Bright spirit... so lightly dancing never leave me Through this world Let your glow just floating above fill my dark night Bright Spirit… Bright spirit... coming nearer magic blessing Let me hold you Stay with me very close to me and all is right. © 2000 Anita Wilson Today I discovered something new I found a mirror on the wall Right above my favorite chair In the room next to the hall If I sit and stretch my face I see myself reflected there This cat looks good I will admit And I love my creamy hair But those ears an ordinary brown... Maybe they would look better blue And my nose.. red or orange? Purple eyes? no, I have no clue It not easy, planning a change I could do this, I could do that You know... I think I'll stay as I am A well-loved cross-eyed Siamese cat © Copyright 2000 Anita Wilson, Australia
		The Shaffer Journal AUG00: webzine about Cats, Hockey, Writing, SF, and Fantasy - Runes of Ao Anita Wilson sent us two great dragon poems. Dragons racing in the sky swooping down to pass us by golden wings brightly glowing going with the wind that's blowing Faster, faster! Past the sun Racing solar flares for fun Faster than the speed of light glorious movement glittering bright… © 2000 Anita Wilson Gold Winged Dragons in high sun flying great vast shadows vainly trying to catch the sunbeams golden glowing matching the wings their movement flowing with the currents of the high clear sky I watch in wonder... as they race by © Copyright 2000 Anita Wilson, Australia
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