princess penelope

MS. CALICO

An Ode In Praise About

My Precious Pet Penelope

By Izzy Ess Of Happiness

Ms. Precious Princess Penny, my cute kitten,

Now a full-grown cat, is quite a lovely,

Friendly, prone-to-purring, quite expressive

Room-mate, Calico, who lets me know

When she is sleepy, hungry, playful and

In need of scentless, clumping litter, eh?

She stalks and eats all insects, house flies, horse

Flies, spiders, fruit flies, moths, all centipedes

And millipedes and ants.  She sometimes jumps

Into the air and uses both her paws

To swiftly grab all flying or high crawling

Little creepy crawlers who invade

Our tiny sanctuary, cozy, closet-

Like apartment on the third floor of

An ancient elevator-less construction

With some hardwood floors and colourful

Linoleum.  She seems to relish her

Abilities to be a hunter and

To eat the enemies.  Oft, after chewing

Them and swallowing them, she’ll just glance

At me with her quite gorgeous eyes and give

Me such a self-satisfying look of

Great victory and innocence, combined.

It’s obvious she wants to imitate

My writing and my painting, eh?  She’ll jump

Upon my desk and walk across my keyboard

Making my computer do some things

I cannot do.  She’ll put her paws right on

My freshly painted images and change

Them quite significantly right before

My eyes.  She likes to sit on window sills

With visions of successful captures of

The many birds and squirrels that cleverly

Avoid her territorial imperatives

Which she stakes out with her distinct saliva

That she spreads with her cute corner of

Her mouth.  I love to watch her tiger yawn

And get a vision of her innate wildness

Which she demonstrates from time to time

In her control of all the insects that

We have.  She’s very deft with ping pong balls

And rears up on her legs to bat them back

Toward me, when I bounce the balls to try

And get them by her in the hall.

She’s learned to chew not on my plants lest I

Do sternly call her by her lengthy name,

Penelope, which does displease her, eh?

She likes to the drink the water from my water-

Filled old turkey baster which I use

To gently rain upon my bathroom greenery,

Including my surprising ginger plants

And avocado saplings.  Love is what

I feel for my quite beautiful and clever,

Agile and supportive company.

She is the finest room-mate I have ever

Had.  Right now she is just gently mewing

To get me to just stroke her head and back

And lovely tail.  She licks my fingers so

That I can use her moisture in my combing

Of her hair with fingering she loves.

She’s indicating it would be OK

If I just stopped this typing and accepted

Her upon my chest and stomach so

That she can purr and make me feel so loved,

As she feels so loved, I believe.  I sense

That I will live my life, henceforth, with her

Beside me and it makes me feel so great

To have her with me.  I do love you, Precious

Princess Penny.  Happiness is ours,

Forevermore, as we spend precious hours

Together playing soccer with our ping

Pong balls and just together listening

To jazz and classical great music on

The radio from Buffalo, Toronto

And important news from BBC

About events in Jersey, Galilee,

Schenectady and the Sargasso Sea.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

January 12, 2014