Onyx: A Mouse a Day

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Susan Zeigler - 12 Apr 2004 00:11 GMT

SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!

The large black mouse sails across the room to rest on the ground. Still
for a few moments, it suddenly stirs. After a momentary wobble,
stillness again.

Laying as flat as a cat can, all that can be seen are two huge gold eyes
on the face whose chin presses against the ground between tremendous
forepaws. The panther . . . in waiting.

The mouse stirs again. This time slowly moving away. Eyes follow the
movement while the cat remains still.

see kitty
watching his monster mouse
waiting
patiently
for it to run away
like it always does

see kitty
move only his eyes
judging the distance
ever calculating the RIGHT moment to pounce
just when the mouse isn't expecting it

see kitty
raise his head with a jerk
as the mouse
runs suddenly
knowing it is trying to hide
behind that stack of books
where he can't see it

see kitty
slowly raise one paw
then the other
as he stalks
smoothly
gracefully
sliding across the carpet
'til the mouse
is in his sight again

see kitty
stop
and wait
and wait

see kitty
leap
and fly
and land
front paws grabbing the mouse
and holding on

see kitty
shake his head
displaying his prey
and saunter over
proudly dropping it at susan's feet
"look what I caught!"

see kitty
run across the room
to wait
and wait
and wait

The mouse lies still on the ground. Susan, distracted by the television,
has forgotten about it. A loud MEEOOOOWWWWWW echoes through the living
room, then another. The panther has grown restless. Impatiently, he
stands up and walks the distance from his hiding place to the couch.
Pushing and pushing his head against Susan's hand, large teeth finally
nip ever so gently. A slight reminder that she has forgotten yet again
to make the mouse move.

see kitty
run back across the room
to wait

see susan
wind up the loose string
and cast the rod

SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!

The large black mouse sails across the room to rest on the ground.

--

In loving memory of Onyx, my sleek gold-eyed panther.
Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

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-Susan
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"I'm all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands
of fools. Let's start with typewriters."
-- Frank Lloyd Wright

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Karen Chuplis - 12 Apr 2004 01:51 GMT

> SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!
>
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> Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

Awww. Great story. A loving tribute.

Karen

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Christine Burel - 12 Apr 2004 01:59 GMT

Lovely poem, Susan!
Sounds like Onyx was quite the smart cat, too.
Christine

> SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!
>
[quoted text clipped - 90 lines]
> Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

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lrulan - 12 Apr 2004 13:17 GMT

Yes, I truly enjoyed reading about Onyx and his mouse adventures.
Jazz & his mama

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> Lovely poem, Susan!
> Sounds like Onyx was quite the smart cat, too.
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> > Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> > September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

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Marina - 12 Apr 2004 04:58 GMT

"Susan Zeigler" <susan@goldeyes.net> wrote

<gently snipped>

> In loving memory of Onyx, my sleek gold-eyed panther.
> Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

What a wonderful tribute to an obviously well-loved and smart cat.

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Duke of URL - 12 Apr 2004 10:24 GMT

> SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!
> The large black mouse sails across the room to rest on the ground. Still
> for a few moments, it suddenly stirs. After a momentary wobble,
> stillness again.

[...]

> In loving memory of Onyx, my sleek gold-eyed panther.
> Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

Susan, that was excellent. Thank you.

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polonca12000 - 12 Apr 2004 14:04 GMT

Hugs,

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Polonca & Soncek

> SSPPPRRRRROOOOOIIIINNNGG!
>
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> on the face whose chin presses against the ground between tremendous
> forepaws. The panther . . . in waiting.

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LOL - 13 Apr 2004 05:30 GMT

(regretfully snipped for length)

> --
>
> In loving memory of Onyx, my sleek gold-eyed panther.
> Who ALWAYS knew it was really my hand that rocked the mouse.
> September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999

What a lovely tribute to your Onyx, who is obviously greatly missed.

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Krista

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