My Two Cats

Norie and Sister asleep together.

My two cats bring/brought so much joy to my life that I wrote this poem about them. (Sister passed away December 31, 2018.)

I have two cats who are great company, 
Grey tabby, Sister; and Norie, whose ebony.
Their relationship has a fragile concordance, 
Which tries my mind over feline behavior tolerance.

As much as they help with my peaceful,calm life,
Their relationship is one of fragile peace versus strife.
Norie on her back at Sister's feet, waving paws at her chin;
When Sister has "enough," the quick attack" begins.


Sister loves sleeping while I stroke her fur.
Norie likes petting, where and when she prefers.
The gray one, the scaredy cat, afraid of all things.
The black one, the calm cat, afraid of few beings.
Norie helps me take care of my inner child, 
By lying on her back looking up with guile; 
Then jumping up with arched tail in the air. 
Making me laugh and forgetting my cares.
Sister shows me how to keep peace of mind, 
Reminding me to rest and leave stress behind.
She causes me to slow down,relax quite a bit.
Sleeping on my lap while I read, think or sit.
Mostly, they just eat, gaze out the window, and sleep. 
While I sometimes have lunch dates with the friends I keep.
When awake, their priority is to be regularly fed.
Next is a long nap in sunlight without even a bed.

About every four hours, Sister's insistent "Mrrrow,"
Helps me understand she wants her food now!
She sits in the doorway and stares at me fiercely.
Then leads me to the food bowls quite assertively.

My feline friends give my life challenges and fun.
Norie has asthma, and an inhaler helps her lungs.
Sister has a pituitary brain tumor causing diabetes,
Twice daily, she gets two insulin shots for her needs.
Their various medicines require careful attention. 
It's lucky for them that I had nursing experience.
They give me affection, love, fears and great joys.
My life has been blessed with cat hairs and cat toys.

Often at bedtime they jump up and sleep on my bed.
One sleeps curled by my knees, the other by my head.
Gentle snores escape from their throats as they sleep,
So I relax, watch TV, study or ready for the night's sleep
What would my life be like without these felines? 
What would their lives have been like without mine?
Not sure whose life could be improved or sadder.
But I'm sure our lives have made each life better.

8 thoughts on “My Two Cats

  1. Kitties bring such love. I miss my two 17 year old kitties who I lost last year, as well as the 13 year old whose owner died and then only lived 4 months after that with me. Animals are a gift and offer such companionship and comfort. Thank you for your post.

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  2. Norie is almost 12 years old. I watch her every day, wondering if she is really okay or hiding something that is bothering her physically. We have such a close relationship and I love her so much. I am so sorry for you that you lost those sweet babies. I know how hard it was for me when I had to have Sister euthanized. She was such a sweet, loving cat.

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    1. Thank you, Beth. I miss Sister but would not put her through another year of insulin shots and monthly glucose blood draws. She was ready and you will see what I mean in the last blog post on her. She was the sweetest cat ever.

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    1. Thank you, Venus. I don’t know. Sister was the only female tabby I knew. My son’s family has a Grey tabby male, named, Tuna. He let’s the two boys and the little girl pick him up and all kinds of things but doesn’t seem to mind, when he was young. I don’t know about now.

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