Monday, July 19, 2010

fath agus uaigneach

In all reality, summers at home are lonely. Summers at home where you're supposed to be preparing for a test that really isn't all that preparable for is an even bigger isolater. Throw in a cell phone with limited service and you've got yourself one heck of a I'm-so-feeling-sorry-for-myself fiesta just waiting for the violin music to get started.

You know it's pretty bad when my whole family, grandparents included, sit out by the chicken pen in the evenings to watch the ducks chase my turkeys, which incidentally are also afraid of the chickens. What can I say? No TV. So that's been my entertainment. The five movies I have on good ol' Righin here have been watched until I can recite, word for word, the engaging reparte between Watson and Holmes, and hum the theme music to Gladiator in my head. Ugh. Also, I'm learning to pronounce Irish. Righin means stubborn, which my computer is. Ha.

So Kelly's half grown kitten is a blessed relief. I've never decided if I'm more of a cat or dog person. I don't think it's really important, honestly, no matter what it tells about a person's character (?). Kind of the way I feel about Ben's wacky INFJ classification. It's just the way it's gonna be.

But this cat...she makes me laugh. So absolutely her own personality, so crazily communicative that she gets more across than a lot of verbal types I know. Felines may be short on sympathy, occasionally, but what she lacks in submissiveness she makes up for with snap and spice, and what I swear is amusement. Crazy cat.

MCAT in one week, three days. Pray for me?

Black cat on a fence
Would have you think her path is chose by random chance
But really, nothing a cat will do is happenstance
No question to her keen cool mind where she will wonder hence

Green eyes flashing in the night
She can sense a thousand things that lesser creatures miss
The rustle of a mouse’s step, the cool wind’s faintest hiss
She carries her own ghostly glowing effervescing sight

Lady of audacity and perfect self-possession
A master of the twitch of tail, and tilt of head to show disdain
For called commands, and gesturing hands, and any drops of rain
A narrow slitted eye and spitting growl to greet transgression

1 comment:

Steven Luu said...

Man, I know how you feel. Summers are such social downfalls. But hey, I heard you were coming up here this 24th aren't you?