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31 January 2017

She Becomes an Indoor Cat

In heatwave, dawn and dusk 
are the times she likes to go out
into the cool, to her garden.

But these are the times forbidden –
mosquito hours. The allergy 
strips her rich fur.

She distrusts help, resists 
calendula cream or diluted 
lavender oil. Stalemate.















Denuded on belly; thinning on paws, eyebrows and behind ears
Actually she is being treated by tablets crushed in her food, which will help even without the topical calendula cream. But I must not let her out at all during her preferred hours – and without the lavender oil to discourage the mozzies, I can't let her out at any time.

 Written for Quadrille #25, dawn at dVerse.

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18 comments:

  1. Susan31 January 2017 at 13:56

    She will forgive you.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade31 January 2017 at 14:00

      She already has. But I think she has a low opinion of my intelligence.

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  2. Debi Swim31 January 2017 at 14:08

    Oh, poor baby,. It may be confusing to her but I'm sure she knows you love her.

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  3. Anonymous31 January 2017 at 14:17

    Didn't know about mozzies getting at cats! Poor thing!

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  4. Frank Hubeny31 January 2017 at 14:48

    Dawn and dusk would be my preferred times to be outside in warmer climates and seasons than the one we are in now.

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  5. brudberg31 January 2017 at 16:26

    Poor cat, but it's for her own good - come colder times and she'll be happy again

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  6. Maria31 January 2017 at 20:42

    Awww... poor cat!

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  7. Sanaa Rizvi1 February 2017 at 02:19

    Awww... she looks so adorable!! Hopefully those mosquitoes will stay far far away!!

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  8. Sreeja1 February 2017 at 03:29

    ooh....she is a beauty...nice poem!

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  9. Paul John Dear1 February 2017 at 06:20

    Oh dear...a dilemma indeed

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  10. AnotherFearlessYear.net1 February 2017 at 07:57

    Love this take on the prompt. We have a black cat, too, who doesn't ever get to go outside. Not because of allergies but because he can't help but climb trees and then can't get down. Once he was 40 feet up and we had to call someone to get him down.

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  11. Anonymous1 February 2017 at 10:00

    Lucky she has someone to car for her

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  12. De Jackson1 February 2017 at 10:22

    Awwww. Sweet baby. Nicely done, Rosemary.

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  13. Unknown1 February 2017 at 23:30

    Poor kitty. ..to not be able to do what she lives due to allergies is truly sad.

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  14. Walter J. Wojtanik2 February 2017 at 03:25

    Nice and compassionate! Good one, Rosemary!

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  15. Bekkie Sanchez4 February 2017 at 06:19

    Cats are such independant creatures! Lovely!

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