Meanderings and mutterings. Cats. Garden. Weather.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Delish
Anna's poem, here quoted, deserves illumination and illustration.
Zhoen's cat is really too swish To eat from a crude pet-store dish, This fastidious diner Sups from blue and white china, Licks his whiskers & says "How delish."
I suspect Moby remembers being in the shelter for so long, and is still grateful in his own way. He is not a greedy animal, and expresses appreciation effusively, if before the food.
The bowl IS earthenware, one I made. The kitty dish was about $1 from a Japanese import store that was going out of business. Read somewhere that some cats don't like food with the smell of plastic, I know I don't.
At least cats are visual critters, unlike dogs. The Mobe-ster can certainly appreciate the colours and texture of the dishes, although I suspect he's more interested in the grub... :)
10 comments:
Oh, I love it!
Gorgeous, lucky Moby!
All is as it should be in Moby's world.
I love the way the rhyme forces reading with a certain accent. Fun!
Anna, lovely poem.
Zhoen, I am humbled. Our hound sups from a plain earthenware dish.
I suspect Moby remembers being in the shelter for so long, and is still grateful in his own way. He is not a greedy animal, and expresses appreciation effusively, if before the food.
The bowl IS earthenware, one I made. The kitty dish was about $1 from a Japanese import store that was going out of business. Read somewhere that some cats don't like food with the smell of plastic, I know I don't.
(o)
At least cats are visual critters, unlike dogs. The Mobe-ster can certainly appreciate the colours and texture of the dishes, although I suspect he's more interested in the grub... :)
=^_^=
oh! I love the kitty dish.
Post a Comment