When I see the word ‘Memory’ or ‘Memories’ my thoughts always seem to go to the very powerful song from the musical CATS. And thinking about the song always brings tears to my eyes. If I could have one wish it would be that all the lovely little fur babies out there could have a loving home, be taken care of and spend their days in the sun.
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
Life was beautiful then
The time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every street lamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamps gutters
And soon it will be morning
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn’t give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
It’s so easy to leave me
All alone with my memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You’ll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun
Written by T.S. Eliot, Andrew Lloyd Weber, Trevor Nunn
These are some of the kitties that have graced my life.
Sena. All she ever wanted was a warm spot in the sun and to be left alone.
Phantom. She was very regal and she knew it. Some of the most beautiful markings I had ever seen.
Onyx. She was the strangest cat I ever had. She was born feral but took to domestic life pretty well. She was a shredder though (of rodents, not furniture).
Ginger. My current charge. She is a very gentle soul who just wants to lay on my arm all day.
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