Achmed appeared in the house (through the cat flap door) in December 2007. He got his name because he was (and is) a little ginger furred terror, who in one year has entrenched himself in houses and hearts, and has a fan club following him on the Bondi Resort Blog.
In Salem, that Cat Would Burn...
In Salem, that cat would be burned
as a witch
The way he wraps around doors and appears
Where cats have no business
Leaping from the wall to snatch at swallows
Believing he can fly. Almost. With practice for sure.
The paw in the fish tank, hopeful.
Emerging still dry, the drops shed from slick fur.
Nesting on laps. This cat who was meant to live outside
Sleep in the stable
Curled instead on pillows
Jimmying windows and hearts with equal ease
Bedeviling the dog
Clawing the couch. Eyes all innocent
Casting spells.
In Salem, he would burn for sure.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
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