everyday haiku: oh for goodness sake

oh for goodness sake
can’t you see that I miss you?
you and all of you?

toes flanked by cats

“Everyday Haiku” is updated on random (hopefully more frequent than hardly ever) basis. For the sake of these posts, the definition of haiku is a form of poetry that has three lines. The first line has five syllables, the second one has seven, and the third one has five.

luna pleina tuanakotta

The white fur that used to be so soft was now under this turned earth. My stomach turned. A scream. The white fur, with patches of black. The pink, moist nose. She never bit me. Never. She never scratched me either. She slept on my chest, her breath on my cheek. Just a sweet white thing with patches of black on one ear. Sweet white thing with a black tail. Her name meant full moon. Just a kitten. Just a year before. Then I didn’t see how it ended. The asphalt, the tyre, was there a screech, a halt, an acknowledgment of a mistake, a crime, a sin? She was left there, breathless, lifeless. It was just this morning as I left for work, her sitting on the green porch, green eyes lit and ready to roam the streets. It was just this morning.

luna pleina tuanakotta***

“Fragment sentences” prompt from Marilyn Abilsdkov Time & Character class, St. Mary’s College MFA program in Creative Nonfiction Writing.

on animals and restoring my faith on humanity

Perhaps I’m one of the unhealthiest vegetarians in the world. I mean, I eat fried foods like nobody’s business (although I stay away from gluten and I try being vegan whenever I can). That being said, I stay away from animal products (including sartorial-wise) because I don’t want to harm animals.

Years ago, I found Murkin and his Kittens through a YouTube video, and I’ve been following his Facebook Page ever since. Then this post happened:



“This sweet kitten was signed over to us today to be euthanized. Despite having a severe eye injury, she was still purring while we examined her eye; I just couldn’t bear the thought of euthanizing her. We are currently contacting local rescue groups for help, in the meantime she will stay with Murkin and I (on pain medication) while we find a way to get her the surgery she needs. She will lose the eye; but she will gain a second chance at life.”

But wait, here’s the good news.

Deanna Edwards (Murkin’s guardian) set up a fund-raising campaign for the surgery cost of Samurai. Her initial target was US$ 900. In frigging NINE hours, the campaign has earned $1,730.

So thank you, humanity, for proving that once again, I am sadly mistaken about my view on you. That there are good people out there.

Go here to add even more fund to help Samurai.

Addendum: Samurai’s surgery was a success! Like Murkin’s Facebook page for more updates.

Samurai with veterinarian Lori Gil after the surgery.

Samurai with veterinarian Lori Gil after the surgery.

a matter of the heart

“When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn’t want it, you cannot take it back. It’s gone forever.”
– Sylvia Plath (as told by Elizabeth Sigmund)

If that’s too bitter for you, here’s one of Sylvia Plath’s drawings. Curious French Cat by Sylvia Plath

let sleeping cats lie


Taken at the same time (well, one after the other) in different parts around the house. From top to bottom: Jerry, Kenji, Chester.

My two other lazy cats are probably somewhere in the back yard, no doubt lounging about, but I’m too lazy (!!) to try to find them.