LESLEY WHEELER

Tag: kitten

  • For she is of the tribe of Tiger

    For I will consider my Kitten Ursula. For she is the servant of Chthonic Forces and daily serving them. For she detests clocks and smashes them so I may no longer be ruled by Time. For with supernatural quickness she jumps upon my plate and eats my breakfast eggs. For all ping-pong has become Cat…

  • Fuzzy at the edges

    Meet our new kitten, Ursula! We brought her home from the SPCA yesterday and she’s charming everyone in the house (except our other cats, who are scared to death of her tiny rambunctious self). I thought of titling this post Cranky Poet Goes Soft, because that’s basically the mood around here, although I can’t entirely…