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Friday, January 14, 2011

Cap Sleeps Anywhere

I was reading the other day and ran across a poem by Eleanor Farjeon. It was about kitties and how they laze around and sleep all day. I noticed if I squinted my eyes and looked at it just right, I could change a few of the letters around and make a whole new poem out of it, one about my buddy Cap. It goes like this...

Cap sleeps anywhere, any table, any chair,

Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge,



Open drawer, empty shoe, anybody's lap will do,


Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks,



Anywhere! He doesn't care! Cap sleeps anywhere.

Yeah, that's ol' Cap exactly. Like she knew him when she wrote that poem. Sometimes we have to hold a mirror under his nose to make sure he's still breathing, he's that quiet to live with. Low maintenance, Mom says. Something I wouldn't know about myself.

~Tell

11 comments:

Gus said...

We somehow missed your Birthday post and now we want to tell you:

Happy Birthday and we love your poem about Cap

gussie

Rudy said...

Sounds like ol' Molly girl...she sleeps her days away! Well Tell, I bet your mom is glad she doesn't have two live wires running around. You keep her plenty busy with all that escaping you do!

Love,
Rudy

Asta said...

Cap sounds like a lovely sweetie..I wouldn't mind snuggling up and having a nice snooze togethew
smoochie kisses
ASTA

Maggie and Mitch said...

What a wonderful poem! Me and Cap could be twinsies!

Love ya lots,
Maggie

The Thuglets said...

Tell..thats a wonderful poem about Cap.

Have a good weekend.

Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx

Dewey Dewster said...

Gee Tell....good fer Cap....a wire that is low maintenance and easy to live with.....Are ya sure he's a wire? I can tell ya that the 3 of us are all high maintenance....'n very hard ta live with.....we strive ta maintain that stature too.....

Dewey Dewster here....

TwoSpecialWires said...

Cap sounds like Jake. Must be a guy thing.

By the way. Happy belated birthday. Sorry we missed it. It's Moma's fault. (Grrrr)

Fergi (and Jake)
xxoo

Sherry said...

Hi, I found your link on Maggie and Mitch's blog, came over, and signed up to follow. My younger Airedale could use somebody like you to run around with while the older one is left in peace!

Bobby said...

WE LIKE THOSE TYPE OF POEMS THAT IS VERY GOOD AND ITS TRUE THEY SLEEP ALL THE TIME. WE HAD ONE THAT LAY IN A PATCH OF SUN SLEEPING AND ONLY MOVED WITH THE SUN.

JackPDB said...

To address the original poem's point: Our cats do some outrageously dumb things, but their ability to fall asleep anywhere makes me wonder if perhaps there's not some wisdom there, after all...
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Winnie said...

Love your powm!

I found you from a comment you left on Grumpy Bobby's lovely blog.

Hope you are well.

Love and licks, Winnie the greyhound