by Paul Stokstad | Apr 8, 2019 | Cats, Literary, Poetry
Nobody loves you and nobody can love you. It’s simply not the case that somebody else can slather love on and around you like butter, and you are incased in it. However, you can love and feel love about another and they can feel the same around the topic of you. So...
by Paul Stokstad | Jan 1, 2018 | Cats, Comedy, Literary, Personal, Thoughts en Passant
Ted: I’m going out (goes out) Roxie: I could go out. I might go out. I went out just yesterday. I note that Teddy went out. Wait I have to lick my paw (licks). Roxie: Where was I? Oh, I’m sitting here right by the window, looking out. (sees human walking by) Roxie:...
by Paul Stokstad | Jan 1, 2018 | Cats, Personal
Our cats arrived pre-named, and so we had little to say about that. I didn’t feel bound to the previous monikers, but was outvoted early. To me names that would be more appropriate for Roxie and Ted would be something that implied explorer or lightning bolt on the Ted...
by Paul Stokstad | Jan 1, 2018 | Cats, Personal
For a somewhat PETA-flavored person, having a pet is a complicated topic. Its not hard to come up with flaws in the model. Pets of course eat meat as a habit. That has to come from somewhere. And if they are cats, they are born predators – of mortal danger to anything...
by Paul Stokstad | Dec 26, 2016 | Cats, Literary, Poetry, Thoughts en Passant
Today the cats wander the house wishing for different weather they ask us to open the door now and then maybe thinking that one more time when we do somehow it will be better little do they know that it is the day after Christmas and it is the law that little or...
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