there’s a noble soul resides in you,
enchanting your three humans,
bound by your beauty and grace,
mystery, adventure, failing kidneys
you with your fiery eyes, your
odd hungers and 3 a.m. run-abouts
“I sometimes longed for someone who, like me, had not adjusted perfectly with his age, and such a person was hard to find; but I soon discovered cats, in which I could imagine a condition like mine, and books, where I found it quite often.” Julio Cortázar (1914-1984), Argentine novelist, short story writer, and essayist, Around the Day in Eighty Worlds
Pyewacket and Gypsy, both forever in our hearts
Gypsy Rose died a few years ago and I’d commissioned a set of paintings from Gretchen just in time. Dahlia lives at the Gyp’s house now and I have Baxter living with me, but Gypsy is still much missed and forever loved.
© 2016, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes; Original watercolor painting of Grandkitty Gretchen Del Rio, All rights reserved
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Gypsy inspired. I came to know her through paint and paper. And even though I never touched her beautiful coat she touched me with her mysterious cat ways.
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Each is a unique individual, it’s true. I remember each of ours, even the two that had sadly shortened lives.
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Each are unique individuals, aren’t they. Can’t forget any of ours, even those that had shortened lives.
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Yes they are and they have the intelligence of a toddler. Wonderful.
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