This last post is dedicated to my special cat, Tion, who was pathologically addicted to stealing and chasing hair bands, AKA "scrunchies", from all over my residence. Tion was about sixteen-year-old: a very gracious and engaging cat. Even my husband thinks he's amazing. Here is my original haiku dedicated to Tion:
Speeding
down the hall
My Archnemesis
of Scrunchies
Chases black
hairbands
We love you,
Tion. You will so truly be missed. I’m so glad we made the time these last few
months to cuddle on the couch in the evenings. I’ll keep a scrunchy on my wrist,
old friend, and think of you chasing scrunchies, lasers, and the occasional
mouse around the house with abandon. Hope that you’re cuddling in that great
big cardboard box in the sky with our dear friend, Dora.
Friends Forever.
