Andrea Dietrich Poet Etheree

Darn Cats

I 
wonder. . . 
when I see
my lovely cats,
one licking at the
other’s scruff, as if she
were engrossed in an act of
singular devotion. . . how it
is that I, who feed them, cannot get 
a one of them to give a darn for me!*

*Note: I was not able to find a very good 
replacement for my beloved Callie Cat, 
who died three years ago of cancer. The 
two cats I now have are ok, but nobody can even see
them because they hide from strangers and
rarely wish to be held!

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Robin Davis February 4, 2014 at 4:50 PM Andrea This is a cute and fun write. Cats are crazy and can keep us amazed for hours. Sorry about your other cat that passed away. Thanks for the great comment on my Twp Crazy Friends poem. Yes, you are one of my friends.

Jon A Cavanaugh December 14, 2012 at 9:44 PM You have so many poems to chose from. I saw this one and picked it to read. i love cats. Have two of my own. Enjoyed your poem. Did your cats ever warm up to you.

Kristina Reid-Hansen February 22, 2011 at 2:14 AM Never had a cat..My mom is deathly allergic. Now I am older I want a cat, but my son is very allergic! Can't win sometimes=0) Nice write! I wrote something small for you to read today...hope you enjoy it. Its called Night Awakes Fear have a good one Andrea.

Constance La France February 11, 2011 at 7:30 PM Of course I love this poem, being a cat lover, my Peanut was a lover, she loved me, and kissed me, and well she loved me, so I can relate to being ignored by your cats, my Violet cat aka Patches only comes to me when she wants, and I am to drop everything and pay attention to only her, my new old girl, Pearl is a quiet loving girl, she loves to curl up in my in basket and watch me on the computer, say hello to Andrea, Pearl, I am sure those cats love you very much, just shy~~

Carolyn Devonshire January 29, 2011 at 3:20 PM My Katy Cat was very loving, Andrea, but I had one named Shelley who was mean. When she disappeared, I didn't scour the streets looking for her. Some cats just don't like strangers. I've been going through a traumatic ordeal that will linger on for some time to come, Andrea, but the tax time limericks are making me laugh. Best medicine, as they say. Thanks for asking. Love, Carolyn

Michelle Mac Donald January 28, 2011 at 7:32 AM Hi Andrea! Your new cats sound very shy. We have no cats, but we have one that always comes by to check out the bird feeder.:) They act so independant but I'm sure they love you to distraction! Best to you, Mikki

Sara Kendrick January 28, 2011 at 6:21 AM Cats are independent.You just have to take what they will give..Enjoyed your work..I have two cats who stay outside and most of the time on top of the house weather permitting if really cold or bad they get in a house that has cedar shavings...Thanks for stopping by and reading my work..Yes my husband was sounding like geese..I kept hearing it and could not figure out where the sound was coming from..Sara

Jimmy Anderson January 27, 2011 at 7:55 PM Very nice Etheree...Jimmy

Kash Poet January 27, 2011 at 5:02 PM Nice poem on your cats,Andrea!It seems they are very shy!---kashinath

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 27, 2011 at 4:12 PM Just got our power back on from the nasty Nor Easter which dumped 20 inches of snow on the already 22 inches from the other day on top of freezing rain... see my new blog . what a mess... had to come read about the cats again to make me smile my friend..thankxx...

Sharon Ruebel January 27, 2011 at 1:37 PM Hello Andrea, I love this, I have had several cats over the years. I miss them however my little Grand daughter has Asthma so I dare say no more kittens. Sorry about your loss. Beautiful poem much enjoyed As Always, Shar

Daver Austin January 27, 2011 at 8:44 AM Yes! Cats are extremely various. We, as you know, have a LOT of them. At night, watching T.V., I sometimes have three cats on my lap, each feeling more important, wanting more attention, than the others. On the other hand, some of the "Darn Cats" won't have a thing to do with me, and, as you say, always hide from strangers. Oh, how I can get into this opus! Love, Dave

Wilma Neels January 27, 2011 at 6:05 AM They can be so cute hey Andrea, talk to them and tell them you need attention as well ;) I love you Etheree.. hope your day is a good one, love Wilma

Gert W. Knop January 27, 2011 at 5:42 AM Hi Andrea, enjoyed much your poem on cats! I always had cats (and sometimes also dogs) but now living in a bigger town it won't we good for animals being only kept indoors. I once had a lovely black cat and a Siamese one, but I prefered the black one. Only very few cats won't hide before stangers. Thank you for your kind comment and feeling sorry for that baby quil! Weather here is quite dull!...Love, Gert

Tahera Mannan January 26, 2011 at 8:09 PM My daughter loves cats and has a very tiny gray one. She is 13. She loved this poem of yours, for her cat also does not like to be held.

James Marshall Goff January 26, 2011 at 4:48 PM Thanks Andrea! I live in a condo...had a house before divorce years ago, and had the companionship of a "Yellow-Lab & Golden Retriever(Babe Ruth, I held him as he wad euthanized for cancer) but no more...will look into your suggestion! jimbo

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 26, 2011 at 4:45 PM Very cute Andrea.. and my Bronco and Gabriel hide in the coat closet a lot so this must be normal ..especially with the puppy... he is the king ..haha.. the cats are playmates .. but chow time is mine..haha.. great tribute to those darn cats luv..

James Marshall Goff January 26, 2011 at 4:33 PM Andrea...this poem makes me want a cat....I'm alergic...but need a companion...maybe Ill give it a try...any suggestions? jimbo

Joyce Johnson January 26, 2011 at 4:30 PM My little guy hides when people come but he is all over me and everything else in the house. This morning he pawed his way out of the den where he sleeps and got on my bed. He wasn't satisfied until he uncovered my head and chewed on my hair. This is a cute poem and cats do have different personalities. Love, Joyce

Robert Pettit January 26, 2011 at 4:00 PM If the two alienate each other, then they will turn their attention to you. I've had cats in the past, and that was usually the case. Your work is written very well.