Cat prowl

Cat prowl

In the frost crisp they prowl
the growlers and scavengers
for leavings not frozen

though not worth the hot-blood mouthfuls
quivering deep in the frozen
holed in the dark.

Fox digs but dainty cat pads
are not diggers
and the cold bites through fancy fur.

Fox digs and the blood scent spills
twitching cat whiskers with longing
but even hard bread and cheese rind
are better than death.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

10 thoughts on “Cat prowl”

    1. It is. It’s first come first served. Sometimes a cat gets here first, sometimes it’s a fox, sometimes a badger. The cats will pick over what’s on offer. Fox and badger eat everything.

      1. There used to be just one, a big bushy female with blue eyes. I haven’t seen her for a while. There are three I’d say now, very similar, probably related to her, very thick bushy fur and completely wild.

      2. I’d willingly feed them and give them a shelter, but I’m not up to coping with dozens of kittens too. The old lady who lived here before us had that problem. She fed them, they multiplied and the neighbour ended up shooting them!

      3. Life is a bit rudimentary round these parts. I think the old dear was coerced. There are dozens of homeless cats in the town, one place in particular where I imagine someone feeds them. There ought to be a national campaign to sterilize them, and also to make people more responsible. No buying of cats. But the vets charge so much, only a small proportion of cat owners have them done.

      4. They tried doing that here and the vets protested. Called it unfair competition. The charities that offered cheap sterilisation had to stop doing it. We do anything to protect certain professions.

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