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 –
Sent up to a pussy paradise: cat-adise.
Tuesday’s diary:
Part beauty and part tragedy.
Gustav Cat, well taken care of,
Loved,
A gorgeous little creature
With 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 II;
Arlene Corwin
