I contend that it is not my place to give testimony or To tell what love is but that I must include love Here now so that I can get on with my story Intelligibly with the help of the word itself Without any other ideas or explanation for it.
Dr. David Dosa, speaking on behalf of Oscar the cat, Stated that Oscar was never wrong and that Oscar Seemed to have some innate ability to know when a Patient at the Steere House Nursing Home was going To pass - going all the way back to when the cat was a kitten.
Dr. Dosa went on to say that the pernicious, anti-social cat At the Rhode Island center would only cuddle up to those Patients who were in their last 2 to 4 hours of life. The talented Oscar has proven the medical staff wrong on Several occasions when patients were close to death.
Dr. Rosa – when asked about Oscar’s accuracy stated That Oscar was right 100% of the time and that to his Knowledge or to his staff’s knowledge that Oscar had Never gone in and cuddled up to any person who was Not near death, something that he had to accept - that The cat had better instincts than he – a doctor – possessed.
At present, I hope that I have sufficiently captured The reader’s understanding that there are yet many Things out there in the real physical world that neither Science nor religion can understand but I know what Oscar knows – what he knows is this thing called love.
Now that phrase is not at all to my liking. For to say a man is fallen in love, - Or that he is deeply in love, - Or up to the ears in love and sometimes Even head over heels in love carries With it an idiomatic implication that love is
Somehow beneath the man (fallen) – something Regurgitated in Plato’s opinion which with all his Divinity ship – I for one hold that the thought of Love Being beneath a man be damnable and heretical. While Oscar the cat simply says – let love be what it will.
And possibly, just possibly - gentle reader - Without any further current explanation, so do I now Join ranks with Oscar as I write of a love that is Alive and well – and if I do not come and cuddle With you it is not because I do not love you.
Tis but my task to find those in greater need and When I find them near death, afraid or lost I, like Oscar, I know of their fear and of their Desperation so with pen in hand I purr next to them cajoling