Gustav The Cat
Gustav’s had
To be put down.
The day was lovely, light, pristine.
Gustav Cat, gregarious and household king
Gone wandering -
Disappeared the past few days,
Back sick, no visible, familiar cause.
And then the news:
A chronic and/or fatal illness
Common among felines.
Put down - an awful phrase –
One would prefer
Sent up to ***** paradise: a cat-adise.
Tuesday’s diary:
Part beauty and part tragedy.
Gustav Cat, well taken care of,
Loved,
A gorgeous little red-haired boy-cat
With a destiny unknown,
And, it seems
A destiny he did not own.
Do any of us?
So we mourn,
The mourning will not be postponed!
We mourn.
Gustav The Cat 7.6.2016
Cat Book II; Birth, Death & In Between;
Arlene Corwin
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