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ELEGY TO A CAT — 11 Comments

  1. This was a bit too much for me first thing on a Monday morning. Very beautifully written. Hard not to cry – but i am at work. I miss Red. Especially now the warm weather is coming.

  2. Hi, Dee —

    Thank you for your nice note, and yes, I relate to how you feel; people of our stripe suffer for any & all animals that succumb to old age or lead unhappy lives. I’ve said to Ruthie and will say again to you (stuck record that I am), the fortunate of the earth are those who bounce down the river of life like a rubber raft They never tip like a canoe. I admire resilience: you need it to survive and help others along the way. But I never cease to be stupefied by impermeable temperaments. These are the ones who’ll make it to the end with nary a dent. They’ll never suffer beyond the sufferings they themselves feel as they age and die. It’s a gift from God, or from Beelzebub. An enviable psyche –though these are often types that abuse and neglect other living creatures.

    I’ve admired your polished writing, and always look forward to reading what’s going on in your life when I visit PoC.


    lead unhappy lives. alte t how you feel. We suffer –

  3. Dear Kylee –

    (An unusual and very pretty name.)Why wish for something you already have? I don’t visit POC every day, but read your great essay several weeks ago, and found it fascinating. You obviously love your fur-kids so much, it makes sense, don’t you think, if we ever have kids again – though you still HAVE them!- to choose tortoises or parrots? Parrots live as long as we do, and tortoises live much longer than we. Isn’t that right? It might have been an exaggeration, but thought I read somewhere that they can live for centuries.

    Anyhow, not only did you write a fine essay, I admired the photos of your kids and also your artistry. Have no idea how you do it, but you’re certainly skilled.

    I’d wish you a happy spring in your beautiful homeland, but am thinking you’re already in the autumn of the year.

    Take care of yourself, and get busy on another essay for POC!

    • hi there sylvia thanks for that . Apparently my name was Americana, mum found my name in a mini-series in the late 1975 when i was born. Thanks for such lovely comments. Its nice to know that i make a difference. Sometimes, don’t know if what you say matters. Its becoming autumn/winter here. I dont usually do very well at this time of year. I’ve found coming here to this wonderful and fantastic group of cat lovers and caretakers. Thanks about the cats. I hope to write some more about the cats. I like to be able to share scrappages of cats esp as its a way of spreading love though friendship. I was talking with ruth she said all your cats have passed. Im so sorry that must of been horrible. Hugs ur’ve given me some inspiration that i needed. Lots of love kylee xxx

  4. Sylvia, this is so beautiful and beautifully written.
    I had to read it in 2 parts because I just “broke” half way through.
    I never felt that I was much of a crier until I came to POC. Now, I’m a blubbering fool.
    I feel like all of our cats are mine too.
    Inspector McWee was gorgeous. R.I.P. boy.

  5. This is lovely Sylvia, there is a lot of love and emotion as well as hard work in the article, so nice to have you back, we’ve missed you.

  6. wow this is so beautiful and such a tribute to your beloved cat. Such a lovely way to remember them. It brings back mememories of my beloved animals and their passing. You have a natural ability with words. Wish i was like this.

  7. This is so beautifully written that it had me in tears, even though I already knew Inspector McWee’s story and how emotionally hard it was on Sylvia Ann having to give him fluids to keep him alive for as long as he had good quality of life. She knew it was only a matter of time and my heart was breaking for her, having not long before lost her dear old Count to old age illness too.
    Not so long ago she also lost her dear old Ethel, I know all this because through PoC we became epals a good while ago and even though she is far above me in intelligence and her deep and meaningful writing sometimes baffles me (and she knows it) we are still epals to this day, although spasmodic now because she has such computer problems.
    I hope like Michael that everyone takes the time to read this elegy which is so very poignant and heartbreakingly beautiful.
    R.I.P Inspector McWee x

  8. Hello Sylvia. It is nice to have you back again for a while but I hope that you stay around. I missed your prose, the me it is elaborate prose and dense with language compare to my rather bland stuff. There is a place for it on the website and I am pleased you contacted me again. I hope you are well.

    There was an interesting article in the newspaper yesterday which, as I recall, more or less stated that Internet websites such as twitter and Facebook would turn people into speed readers with short attention spans who as a result were unable to read books or any substantial pieces of text. That is probably true. I published your article because it went against the grain because nearly all webpages are quite succinct these days. There is a limit to how much the modern person can digest at one sitting before he moves on.

    Reading quickly and getting the gist of something is the modern way of reading because everything is moving faster. I hope your article slows someone down for 10 min.

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