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April the Bangle Cat

April my Bangle cat hates my Lap Top                                                                                            The thing is I can't type and pet her at the same time                                                                   She has a habit of being the center of attention you know                                                                         And when my attention is needed elsewhere it drives her mad                                                     Just now I shut her out of the office                                                                                                And I can hear her raging back and forth past the closed door                                                        Meowing from deep within her being as if it were the end of the world                                         I wouldn't put up with this from my son when he was young                                                          Or from my wife when she was mad at me for one thing or another                                              But there's something about being loved by  a wild thing that appeals to me                           The way she reaches out and hooks your clothing when you try to pass her by                         The way she  takes you in with her eyes studying the way you move                                                                                    Not to mention that the sound of her purring works better than any tranquilizer                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Or cup of hot chocolate I have ever used to calm my nerves                                                                                                               I was a tough guy once                                                                                                                     A Viet Nam vet standing cocked to one side on an artificial leg                                                   Times where different then                                                                                                                         Who knew I would be the last man standing                                                                                  Me and April together one day at a time                                                                                           With such a long long way to go

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Monterey Sirak Date: 11/3/2013 8:41:00 AM A fantastic and well written story! You are right about being loved by wild things. It is against their nature to love us, so when they do, it is all the more precious. Login to Reply

Debbie Duncan Date: 10/27/2013 10:27:00 PM love this little story of yours, was just watching bangles on u tube yesterday ;} Theres a movie called " War Horse" "Tom Hiddleston AND Benedict? Cumberbatch in it. Utube ;} Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 10/15/2013 5:46:00 PM wow, I really like this. And to know about you being a vet. That made it all the more meaningful. I ADORE cats. Finally I got a new one , all black, to replace the two I had who were making a toilet of my carpeted basement. This new one is SO GOOD. She is not quite as attention seeking as yours is, but at times she sits right in front of me and I can still manage to see over here to see the computer screen. also she has such a beautiful purr. Love your line on purr as a tranquilizer!! Login to Reply Michael Ainsley Date: 8/10/2016 11:47:00 PM than you Andrea.