A dark shadow in the night,
Shining black hair, reflecting light.
Armed for defense with sharp claws,
Sheathed in padded jet black paws.
She watches me with golden eyes.
Then runs away with tail held high.
While playing she prepares to jump,
But only attacks my blanket’s lumps.
Always listening with both ears cocked,
For noises to which my ears are blocked.
Training me when to pet her or to quit,
If slow to learn, my hand gets nipped.
White hairs contrast her lush coat of black.
On her chest and her tummy, not her back.
On my porch she sleeps in warm sun,
With belly up and legs sprawled open.
Curious cat checks out my mat,
She thinks she’s hiding; silly cat.
How can I exercise and laugh at that.
I now know why my stomach’s not flat..
She does flips inside of her cat tree cave.
Then looks at me for attention she craves.
Knowing her antics will make me smile
She looks at me with a look of guile.
Whose black cat sits at my window.
Looking for birds as ominous shadow?
My gold eyed, black friend and pet,
A clown, a companion, a mischievous cat:
(Norie’s eyes and the camera’s flash create a weird effect. This was not photo-shopped.)
Norie is mischievous, playful, curious, overweight and has asthma for which she gets an inhaler twice a day. She doesn’t like to be held unless she jumps up in my lap to ask for a few strokes on her thick, black hair.
My constant companion is my black cat Norie. She keeps me company by entertaining me with her behavior, mannerisms, and amazing communication skills. We have a lovely screened in porch where she loves to lie on the cool cement and bask in the sun’s warmth. Sometimes Norie sits on the patio chair to get a better view of birds, lizards or bugs.
When she starts staring at my hand, flattening her ears or switching her tail rapidly I know she needs to get down. The story of Norie and how I was given to her can be found at: https://joyful2beeblogs.com/2019/08/04/black-cat-with-personality/
Norie is fascinated by soap bubbles floating through the air. Usually she will watch them as they fall but then starts popping them.
One of Norie’s favorite pastimes is lying on her back and looking at the world upside-down! She does this on the couch, on the floor before I leave, (to get attention I think), on the porch or anywhere. When I sit on the bed to put my shoes on she looks just like the picture below but more sprawled out. She wants me to play with her before I go.
Recently as I was drifting off to sleep I heard this pitiful little querulous meow. I rushed to the living room worrying that she might be sick or having an asthma attack. When I found her lying on the floor looking at me, I wondered why she had done that.
The next few nights she made the same sounds but when I checked on her, she was carrying the long fuzzy toy on a stick. The long, red fuzzy part was in her mouth and the stick part was being drug down the hall with her legs straddling the stick, reminding me of a large tiger or lion dragging its large prey to a tree or secluded spot.
She seemed very proud of herself. Then she did the same thing each night. By the end of several nights there was a pile of toys at the foot of my bed. Suddenly I realized she wanted me to play with her! So of course I oblige