A Bit of Culture

I think this blog is lacking in culture. So today's post will be a poem. This poem is dedicated to the owls who sit silently and wisely on the electric wires in our neighbourhood. Also to the many cats who I try to befriend. So far, they have run away, hissed at me or taken a swipe at me but I will persist. Sooner or later they will realise I am a friendly hound. Enjoy this poem and I encourage you to find a human to read it out loud to you, or just read it out loud yourself if you happen to be a human. 

The Owl And The Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear

I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

II
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose. 

III
'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?'Said the Piggy,'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

This is described as 'nonsense poetry,' which I find odd. Of all the things written and said by humans, this is probably the most sensible.

Life is great when unlikely relationships are so successful.

I Love Cats

But I couldn't eat a whole one.

(JOKE! Just a joke, I promise.)

I really am fond of cats as friends. I was neglected a fair bit in my early life- before Tim and Mandy got me from the RSPCA- but I did live with a cat and we got on well. I got on better with the cat than the other dog. These days I get to socialise with people and dogs a lot but not with cats. Today, I was calm on the lead saying hello to this one. Often, when I see a cat, I, as Tim and Mandy put it, I "go bananas." To the observer and possibly the cat, it may appear that I might want to attack the cat but nothing could be further from the truth. I am desperate to say g'day and play with the cat. I only want to make a new friend. So remember; things aren't always as they seem. Someone who you perceive to be your foe could really be your friend.

Some people and dogs are anti-cats or "don't get" cats. They are different from us but that doesn't mean we can't share a lot with them. Just look at the adorable Miss Kitty. We don't have to be a person-dog or a cat-dog, we can enjoy the company of all animals. I found a nice water-dragon lizard to play with on the walk this morning. I think I might have scared him a bit as he ran off and hid. Occasionally, I am misunderstood.

Life is great when you enjoy all creatures great and small.