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Today I had an intellectual day - Snowball
would be impressed (if we were speaking).
Wrote a poem entitled DesideCata. I am
thinking of becoming a cat laureate!
DesideCata
Stroll placidly amid the noise and haste and
remember what peace there may be in a long tranquil nap. As far
as possible, without being in any way humble, be on good terms
with all creatures – with the obvious exception of dogs. Meow
your desires loudly and clearly and occasionally listen to
others, even your human, for she may be calling you for dinner.
Avoid the company of fleas, they are vexations to both spirit
and body. Enjoy your achievements – particularly wallpaper
lovingly scratched and pieces of string thoroughly chased. Keep
interest in your career, there will always be a need for good
mousers in the changing fortunes of time. Be yourself;
especially do not feign affection – except when you need a warm
lap to sleep on. Neither be cynical about the love of cream, for
through your charmed and enchanted existence it is as perennial
as the grass it comes from.
Take kindly the council of the years and
rejoice in the fact that you have nine lives.
Nurture arrogance of spirit to shield you
from sudden misfortune such as getting stuck up a tree. But do
not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born out
of getting less than twenty hours sleep in a day. Beyond a
wholesome discipline be gentle with yourself and groom yourself
frequently. You are a cat of the universe, so much greater than
humans and dogs; you have a right to be served. And even though
you may sleep through most of it, no doubt the universe is
unfolding as it should. With all its snacks, adventures
and peaceful dreams, it is truly a beautiful world. Be content.
Continue to be happy.
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