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The Bertitudes
–from an e-mail I received recently from my husband about Bertie, the latest stray cat invited to join the family. Bertie is black, the fifth in our succession of black cats. [Update: TR reminds me that I missed Luke, so Bertie is our 6th black cat.] The cats pictured are Gremlin, our second black cat, and Cynthia, both passed on to that great mound of bedclothes in the sky. They were fond of this yin yang sleeping position.
Bertie’s sermon from his mound of bedclothes:
Blessed are the plump lazy mice, that their exit from the earth might be the more swift and succulent.
Blessed is my Food Pan on the Porch, so coveted that Peanut would have another of his own.
Blessed are the Robins, for their simplicity taxeth neither my stealth nor ingenuity.
Blessed is the Comfy Chair, where I may drowse in warmth and security.
Blessed is a pristine Litter Tray, may it bring me ease.
Blessed is the Door, when it delivers me from the Adversary [Sister-cat]; let Her hold suzerainty over the Wild and the Wet, when I do not care to bestir myself.
Blessed is the Bed, so full of potential Playfellows, so perfect for my Nap.
Blessed are these mounds of bedclothes, for they contain mysteries and alarums for me to chase and maul.
Blessed are the Cheesemakers, may their tribe increase; lo the toothsomness of their labor prefigures Paradise.
—TR Williams
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4 Comments
1. Terry replies at 20th May 2005, 2:10 pm :
This is wonderful! Thanks for posting it!
2. I See Invisible People&hellip replies at 20th May 2005, 2:46 pm :
The wisdom of a cat ….
The Beatitudes of a cat, from Sherry.
Blessed are the plump lazy mice, that their exit from the earth might be the more swift and succulent.
Blessed is my Food Pan on the Porch, so coveted that Peanut would have another of his own.
Blessed are…
3. Tommy replies at 23rd May 2005, 9:20 am :
The Spookitudes:
Blessed are the fingers, that their waving may never cease.
Blessed are the tree limbs, whose shadows entice me to reach new heights.
Blessed are the Upholsterers, their art maintains my claws’ potency.
Blessed is the Bathtub Spout, whose unflagging dispensation is dear to me, whose water maintains me in the desert, yea though Pharaoh tempt me with oases in the kitchen.
4. Tommy replies at 23rd May 2005, 9:48 am :
Our Feline, who art in Laundry,
Sessile be Thy Name;
Thy Dinner come, Thy Will be done
In Sinks, as it is in Bathtubs.
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