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middle aged feline truisms
by Chris Sorrenti
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the steady purr of russian blue
tightly nuzzled under chin
welcome therapy
for two old timers
after another cold day
at the office
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pouring over future budget
reduced income vs. living expenses
with pinch to prove
it’s not a dream
able to retire soon
without eating cat food
© 2012
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12/12/2012 Posted on 12/12/2012
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| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 12/12/12 at 06:31 PM In the states, prices are very high. I voted for Ombama for various reasons. As a middle aged disabled person; no way I could afford to eat without my food card. A lot of people at the market are ashamed to use their food card. I cannot help myself as far as money is concerned- I get very little in the scheme of things. IF I could work- I would- it's not a lot of fun being dependant. I am not allowed to drive. If I had to go food shopping myself; I would be at mercy of the "free" bus- which runs once a week. I have someone to shop for me. If I did not have the food card, I'd be dead. That is just the way it is for me. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/12/12 at 08:49 PM The juxtaposition of the cat as comforter and the prospect of eating cat food in one's dotage is simply brilliant writing, Chris. (bowing) |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/13/12 at 01:29 AM My mother ate dry dogfood when she got into her 80's. My uncle drove across the US in a small car and she carried this box of food with her. Give me five more years and I could see myself doing the same thing just in a slightly larger car. Good write Chris |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/16/12 at 04:31 AM Brilliant and troubling. A whole hell of a lot of both. |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 12/17/12 at 10:45 PM I for one, am looking forward to eating cat food. It is part of my plan to weird people out in the nursing home. Very good write. |
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