Atticus is 5 years old. He is tiny for a boy kitty. He has a cotton ball puff for a tail and a sweet little freckle on his nose. This shot is a bit blurry but the expression is too perfectly “Atticus” not to keep.
A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.
She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once
as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
While I’m changing gears ENTIRELY after my ice and pond photos, I thought I’d try posting some photos that I take with my iPhone 4S, just for fun. Up until now, I’ve been using the Panasonix Lumix LX5, which I’m crazy about and will still be using. Now, I also have the Panasonix Lumix G5 (woot! woot! thanks, Dad!). I will eventually starting posting images that I take with that camera, but in the meantime, here is my sweet bunny-tailed kitty, Atticus (taken with my iPhone):
I am a wild cat at rest in the jungle. You do not interest me.
Oh, okay. Nevermind. Here I am:
For anyone who might be interested, I maintain another blog (Lemony Squeezes) devoted to to the cats of a special needs room at a no-kill animal shelter where I volunteer.