MIKA
POOH  and
LUVVY
FRIENDLY
The Last Vestige of the Old Frontier ( by Deanne Young as are all other poems if you can't tell)
Hearing a spoon tap my porcelain cup
Or can hit the counter, Octavius dreams.
Before a twelfth of a split-second's up
He's reached my feet from the magazines
that were his bed in another room.
( I thought I heard a sonic boom.)
He dreams from the moment he awakes.
The bacon is frying to garnish his plate
The tattered curtain cord's a snake
the cat out the window came by for a date.
( Unless it turns with great aplomb
And emits the song of an angry tom.)

Ice box and other doors open to serve him.
Window screens are for him to rip out.

And the beautiful, wonderful smell of his urine
Lends a quaint charm to our mutual house.
(This is merely what he thinks. Actually, his quaint charm stinks.)
Octavius dreams from daylight to dawn
Though not of acclaim for incredible feats.
This cat that hears dust drop and runs faster than sound
Lives for the things that Octavius eats.
(And whatever goes on between him and
the women.)
NOBALL
We got Friendly as a pup from an ad in the paper. What the guy didn't say was that they were all ill and dying and dead and he was trying to angrily get his money out of all the dog food for the big litter before they were too ill to sell. He had 2 left when we arrived--they were very withdrawn and the parents filthy and ill-looking but he said it was just nervousness. The next day friendly went to puppy ER where they found him dying of  hookworms and parvo and said his sister had died there the previous day and had not been as ill as him. They said there was no chance, but called us the next day excitedly saying "It's a miracle!" The pup we left  at the owner's died at that vet's  a few days later. We all went there as that's where their certificates of health came from the week before.
She is tough as nails and walks like a panther
Fieval had a very pretty fur and paws shaped like Michigan, and the most brilliant emerald eyes I've ever seen. He was very friendly and we think someone stold him. One acqaintance who remarked of him often has vanished from our lives simultaneoulsy--and we know her to have stolen a Yorkie she liked previously.
We found Livonia "Luvvie" running across a busy 6-lane intersection at dark in 1984. Pooh was named for the french word for pussy, Poohshwa, by his original owners,who bailed him out of a pet store at a mall when he was 4 months old. He's half Maine Coon and half another kind of pedigree the buyers can't recall. They named him after a highly-publicized radio incident where a  Tampa radio duo asked  then-Mayor Sandra Friedman  how her poohshwa was and she  replied seriously, thinking they were speaking of her savvy-level or something.
We call him Pooh.He was about to be dumped when we took him in..
Luv, age 10
Luv, age 15
age found--a
bout 8 months, with pals, not offspring!
!!!!!!!!!
Latest addition: Bungie was born under the stained glass studio to a chow the owners. a car lot, kept tying up in their lot as a watchdog, leaving the puppies to die. She needed to be tied up--she bit me in the face without warning when I tried to give her sole surviving pup to her.
We lost many cats the last 5 years, every Siamese one by one the same day they escaped the indoors.. Go figure. Now in May 2003, we have 6 cats and 2 dogs.
see more of our pets on Oct or Nov 2002's page.