A Conversation for The Feline Mercenary Army (FMA)

The Cemetary

Post 1

Cat-Eyes: No..... why.... ?

*The cemetary for all dead pets*


The Cemetary

Post 2

Cat-Eyes: No..... why.... ?

*over the rise are the graves of Jasper (decd. 1993) and Chloe (decd. 2003), Cat's cats*


The Cemetary

Post 3

Khamsin

*wanders in wearing black ready for the funeral*


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Post 4

nada

*appears*


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Post 5

Cat-Eyes: No..... why.... ?

*nods to Lampie and Kham*


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Post 6

Khamsin

*nods back*


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Post 7

Blackberry Cat , if one wishes to remain an individual in the midst of the teeming multitudes, one must make oneself grotesque

Late as usual, but always looks right at funerals, Blackberry saunters in, "Did I miss anything?"


The Cemetary

Post 8

Cat-Eyes: No..... why.... ?


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Post 9

Blackberry Cat , if one wishes to remain an individual in the midst of the teeming multitudes, one must make oneself grotesque

Commiserations smiley - sadface


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Post 10

cinnamon_spider

smiley - hugs to Cat


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Post 11

Blackberry Cat , if one wishes to remain an individual in the midst of the teeming multitudes, one must make oneself grotesque

A poem for you Cat-Eyes. Its by Gavin Ewart and seemed appropriate. I hope you like it.


When the Cats Leave
(Victorian Values)

We shall miss the little faces
in the long-acustomed places.
Yes, it will be so.
There'll be empty chairs and tables
like the long-left-empty stables
when the horses go.

All the jumping up and purring
will no longer be occurring;
and the plaintive miaows,
irritating and endearing,
will not persecute our hearing
like a lover's vows-

catstyle lobbying and pleading
when the time comes round for feeding.
Silence there instead.
We are overlords, cats peasants.
Their fertile furry feline presence
meant that time, like lead,

never hung too heavy for us.
Cats like that could never bore us.
Ali Bongo, Funk.
Funk could open fridges, Ali
had the highest birdcatch tally.
Sober cats or drunk,

feral cats or cat show beauties,
scratching cats or calm cuties,
couldn't equal them.
It was character that counted,
attributes that all amounted
to creme de la creme.

honoured cathood! Day of sadness!
We shan't see them go with gladness-
each an honoured guest-
we at waving tails departing,
will find our eyes just slightly smarting,
we shall feel depressed.


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Post 12

cinnamon_spider

smiley - brave


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Post 13

nada

*feels depressed*


The Cemetery

Post 14

U218534

*sets up a small memorial*

To: Ziggurat 'Ziggy' Spangles
Born: 27 January 2003, 6.17am
Died: 03 April 2003, 11.37am
Death attributed to: Toxoplasmosis
IN MEMORIAM


The Cemetery

Post 15

U218534

*adds a small inscription to the bottom of the memorial*

Biography, CV, photos, and obituary, are available at http://www.dotcom.co.uk/ziggy.html


The Cemetary

Post 16

Lord Wolfden - Howl with Pride

Cats that have died in my history of having cats as pets

Topsy
Tervy
Spiffy
Tilly
Sambo
Tigger
Parker
Prudance
Rocky Marciano
Nip
Fluff


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Post 17

Lord Wolfden - Howl with Pride

Do you have graves for your cats?


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Post 18

nada

My cats that died:

-blacky (not to be confused with blackberry kitty!)
-Jemi
-Spotty
-Bibby


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Post 19

Lord Wolfden - Howl with Pride

RIP cats oh

I forget Nip and Fluff


The Cemetary

Post 20

Lord Wolfden - Howl with Pride

Do you have graves for your cats?


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