Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For he purrs in thankfulness, when God tells him he's a good Cat. For having consider'd God and himself he will consider his neighbour. For if he meets another cat he will kiss her in kindness. For when he takes his prey he plays with it to give it a chance. For one mouse in seven escapes by his dallying. For when his day's work is done his business more properly begins. For he keeps the Lord's watch in the night against the adversary. For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes. For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life. For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him. For he is of the tribe of Tiger. --from Jubilate Agno, by Christopher Smart Thank you for the guestbook entries and the emails - Bemo and I appreciate them very much. I am still having problems believing he's not sleeping on the bed in the next room, waiting for me to come scratch his chin. 9:17 p.m. - 2003-02-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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