Heat Wave
HEAT WAVE
I can’t get over it
Last summer was so mild
But now the Gods are making up for it
“Suffer ye sinners!” they say
Aside from the obvious -
Sweat
A slight loss of appetite
Listlessness
Reluctance to rise
A sudden genius for not-working excuses
I notice it in my cat
“My God!” I holler to my wife.
“I think Tabby is dead.”
Tabby lay on the living room floor
stretched out full-length
“She doesn’t even move when I call her name –
Tabby!
Tabby!
My God!
Tabby!”
I’m wringing my hands
Do I dare touch her?
Do I really want to confirm my worst fear?
But I do…
I touch her
That soft hot fur
I can’t detect any breathing
Tears are starting to well
Then
Just a faint twitch of her tail
She rises suddenly
Walks slowly off
Quite annoyed
As though to say –
“Why the hell you have to touch me man?
Why you wanta bother me?
Don’t you know that the best thing a long-hair kitty can do
in this heat is
SLEEP!”
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2010
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