The Ragtag Daily Prompt this morning is SILENCE
Much has been written about SILENCE, and many verses have been composed, but I had such an apt demonstration while I was reading others’ posts this morning that I decided to go with this example. The prompt is to be fun, so here’s mine.

SILENCE OF THE CAT
Silently he slinks
noiselessly he springs
a dark shape passes
in front of my monitor.
Suddenly the White-out
spins off my desk
followed swiftly by a pen.
A few deranged paper clips
scratch their way to the plunge;
a rubber band leaps after.
A deft white paw lands
with a click on my keyboard
and zxzxzxzx's flash
like magic across my screen
as Puss leaps into my lap.
A silent creature by nature
he has his way of insisting
I leave this impertinent clacking
to come play "chase the mouse"
or at least offer a nibble from
the jar of treats on the shelf.
He may do his deeds in silence
-- unless I step on his tail --
but when he wants me
to meet his need, he has his way
to ensure I can't miss him.
I really love this poetic day in the life of the cat. I miss having cats but Lucy dog is just lovely. Except when she steals my laptop to force walkies! lol
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Tuffy’s a juvenile and likes attention. I told Bob, we’re too old to have a kitten, but he showed up on our doorstep one frosty morning and walked right into our life. 🙂
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You’re never too old for a kitty. Tuffy will make you feel young again. Glad he came to you.
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That so reminds me of my three cats that are now living their ninth life. You very rarely heard them unless they agreed to disagree
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Our Tuffy, being about seven months old now, loves action — and when he’s bored he likes to wrestle with Angus, who’s about ten years old. Angus obliges, but then there’s a lot of snarling and squeaking noise as they go at it. At times we think one is murdering the other. 🙂
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Wonderful poem! So aptly describes the life with a cat!
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Thank you. It certainly does. Last night I was reading about how to paint clouds and the cats, wanting my attention, were hovering around my desk like dark clouds. Then one of them stepped on the FAX button of the fax machine and suddenly I was hearing this mechanical “This line is busy right now, will try transmitting again later.” And these now & improved devices don’t have a simple “OFF” switch!
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They sure know how to break the “silence”! No simple off switch for the devices or the cats!!
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Very accurate indeed! Good one, Christine.
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This poem was more or less a play-by-play account. 😉
Thanks for reading and your comments.
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