me me me me o me me o-ow !

Don me now my gay apparel,

me me me me o me me o-ow:

Don’t me look so photogenic,

me me me me o me me o-ow:

Bless it be all beasts of winter,

me me me me o me me o-ow:

Singing joyful for me dinner,

me me me me o me me o-ow !

Gaia2

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thy love bud

a   m e m e n t o   m o r i 

thine orb of hair I wear

tis a bud of love so fair.

but O to love is wrought with pain

as summer surely turns to rain.

death brags with his eternal kiss

but speak not of thy love I miss.

hither now please take your rest

forever thy love betwixt my breasts.

> * * <  in memory of toby

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A Milestone

Ebi “Sweetels” Davis  

After a five-year heroic struggle with kidney disease, Ebi died peacefully, surrounded by her two guardians. She was 21 years old (109 in cat years). She choose to make her transition from here to there on the summer solstice.

Ebi spent her kittenhood in a beautiful old Victorian hotel in downtown Napa with her three siblings. It was a stimulating environment with lots of comings and goings of humans and animals. She was interested in anything and everything would make her happy. She would purr at the drop of a hat! From Napa she and her brother Uni moved to the city of San Francisco. It was there she spent the remainder of her life.

Ebi loved being the center of attention. She would have preferred the role of Queen of the new household, but settled for Princess instead. Until his death 5 years ago, Ebi was ruled by her brother Uni, who was King. Luckily for her, she finally was elevated to Queen, and ruled with a firm but gentle hand her 2 young cat housemates.

Ebi was well known for her gentle, loving nature. She was especially fond of dogs and tuna fish. Later in her life she acquired a taste for the outdoors and would demand weekly excursions down the stairs to sit by the pond or roll in the grass. She considered herself a pacifist and also a feminist. When not gazing out the window at birds or sunbathing in the late afternoons, she dabbled in the art of haiku poetry writing—a homage to her Asian background.

Ebi never had any formal training, yet mastered two-paw massage. Her speciality was abdominal and cranial techniques. She kept up her practice well into her old age, even trying to engage her two young cat housemates, but to no avail.

She is survived by her two guardians and housemates, Luna and Gaia. In lieu of flowers, please send donations to the San Francisco SPCA.

The Vortex of Vor—A story in Twelve Parts . . . 6 of 12

And the tale continues . . .

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With a boom then a bang, loomed a voice with this command: “Open your eyes silly thing, you came for an answer and answer you’ll find!” spoke The Vortex of Vor, Goddess of Starlight, on this heavenly night.

With a fling and a swing, she opened heaven’s doors, sending forth swirls of bright light, and catching them in their downward flight. Swirling and curling, her fluttering arms, The Vortex of Vor, with a wink and a grin, gave them a spin. “Oh what is this thing and look at those glittering wings,” thought the girl, holding tightly to kitty, for all her dear life! She sighed with relief, a bit tired and wired, but at least not expired!

She held onto sweet kitty, with all of her might, and kitty purring softly, what a delight! Next, The Vortex of Vor spun them round and about, it was all just a blur, of human and fur! She wound them up tightly and spit them both out, with a shout: “here you go,” then flung them far out. As the stars whizzed on by them, at a zippy dip, in her throat was her heart, and a new fear that seemed, oh so near.

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SALES? no, but TALK Radio!

BBC.UK.CO.COVENTRY/WARWICKSHIRE talk radio

Monday afternoon—message on answering machine:

Hi this is a message for Flora. My name is Andrea and I am calling from BBC Coventry/Warwickshire and am interested in talking to Flora on our show tomorrow about her cat hair jewelry. I am hoping to speak to you on our show at 20 past four, UK time or 20 past eight in the morning over there in San Francisco. Love to chat with you on the show! Cheers Flora, Bye!

Radio. Well, this month I was on national television (Animal Planet, Anderson Cooper), no, world wide television! and two times too! But, what can I say, I expected at least a couple of sales! No sales. I mean, come on now, we’re talking about cat hair jewelry! sounds a bit strange, come to think about it, doesn’t it? OK, OK, time to regroup. What to do? . . . Put one of the most profound teachings of the Wise Cat Sage into practice!, and that is: just this, just now. OHMMMMM….

Wise Cat Sage meditating on meaning of  NOW

Part of being here and now is knowing that any process—and that really means this process of living our life—is not linear: it is circular, it is organic, as well as unpredictable. I really do not know what is going to happen next, and that necessarily is not a bad thing! Stay the course, is what I can do. And what is that?: be true to my art, be true to my love. I can also watch for those road signs that will keep my course on track.

Another thing: the new and different is controversial, especially in the beginning. Think: Shock of the New. So, cat hair jewelry is off the radar for most people, for now, but not for long!

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