Dotty Dear
Her thin white hairs
Float in the air,
Stick to my clothes,
Go up my nose –
They’re everywhere!
Cat on my chest,
Her own bequest;
Claws say I’m hers;
So do her purrs –
Food is her quest.
Lillian is today’s host of dVerse today, for Open Link Night.
Tao Talk 
You love her and it shows. 😻
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She’s won my heart. What’s so wonderful is that her and Mlady can get within a few feet of each other now and sleep.
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That’s great. No one wants cat fights in their homes.
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This made me smile.
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:) I’m glad.
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Great eyes! (K)
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:)
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Awwww kitty! She’s lovely – and so is the poem and that last line (they all quest for food!)
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Thank you, Shuku. How do I find your blog again?? With WP I click on a person’s name and it takes me to their blog, but Blogger doesn’t work like that :(
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I’m here!
https://shukuen.blogspot.com
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That was awesome and it may be your best poem. Great work Li.
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I wrote it this morning as this has become our morning together time. Thank you and glad you like it <3
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So they are getting along better now?
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Not perfect, and Mlady still “hunts” Dotty, but not with the homicidal intent she had before lol. Last night, Mlady came down from the top of the couch and laid down on my right, and Dotty always curls under my left arm. It was so nice.
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I’m hoping in time it will keep getting better. It sounds like it is improving anyway.
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Makes me miss our gato, Kesimodo. He’s been gone for several years now.
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How did Kesimodo get his name? Between Dotty and Mlady I have two good buddies.
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When it comes to cats it always ends with the food
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That’s a good way of describing what claws are good for: “Claws say I’m hers”
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Especially when they knead flesh and cling. Humans are soft scratching posts with sound effects.
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LOVE this lighthearted post! Before we moved to Boston in ’97, we lived in Iowa and had a wonderful Siamese cat we named Blossom. Oh yes…..her whiskers ticked me awake many a morning….or her lying upon my chest kneading me with her paws….and always that wonderful purr. Having owned a cat, I understand where that phrase, “Purring with contentment” comes from!
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Glad you enjoyed the poem and have enjoyed purring contentment :)
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Hahaha, so true. Thank you for a much needed laugh to brighten a snow day stuck inside.
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You are very welcome and happy to oblige.
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This made me smile hugely :D 💝
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So glad to have made you smile :)
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Oh to be a cat! I love your ode to your cat. It is so spot on. I had on with a similar personality. Very independent soul most of the time.
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:) She’s a little cutie.
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I like the light heartedness of this piece. Well done.
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Thank you, Arcadia :)
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It’s not just the food. She actually loves you, in her cat-way.
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She is a smart cat and she, of the 80+ at the shelter was able to convince me to bring her home. I believe she’s happy. <3
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