Ramsay is a cute little kitty cat;

He loves to play and he loves to bat;

He loves to bite and he loves to scratch,

But he doesn’t really mean it if he hurts you bad;

Yeah, he doesn’t really mean it if he hurts you bad.

By, Connie Webb 3/15/16 dedicated to my kitten, Ramsay.

 

 

 

On the movie “As Good As It Gets,”

Jack Nicholson said the woman he liked

Made him want to be a better person.

I say, “My cat makes me want to be a better person.”

Photo and poem by Connie Webb

Okay, I was jealous

Of her and his attentions to her,

And her crackling hen laugh,

I do admit that,

But I am over it now,

After eating a bunch of pasta,

And watching music videos,

And playing with my cat,

And enjoying my freedom

Without the burden

Of having to turn into another

Crackling hen

Just to please him.

By, Connie Webb

Pouncing, stalking, cuddling

Hiding, creeping, sleeping

Curious, wondrous, beautiful

Hunting, playing, resting

Funny, cute, fluffy

Another new best friend.

Photo and Poem By, Connie Webb

Good-bye little friend

Little family member of ours

We will miss you so

Miss your funny ways

Miss your cuddling by us

Miss you every day.

We will never forget you

You will be in our hearts forever

You gave us so much joy

Forget you, no not ever!

4/14/15 Good-bye to our beloved cat who lived to age sixteen. His little spirit is now flying free!

As a kid,

I had this eerie feeling

that I would be snatched away

in a heartbeat

from the Scary One,

if I did “anything” wrong.

 

Maybe that is why

I just had to do “everything” wrong

perhaps as an unconscious test.

 

When I didn’t vanish,

the Scary One was no longer scary.

I finally felt safe,

even with all my wrongness.

– By, Connie Webb

What if Growing Up
She Wasn’t …

Put down and made fun of and teased?
Told “You should have been put up for adoption like my mom told me to do”?
Made to feel like she was worthless?
Left with nightly tears to cry alone?
Noticed for what she did wrong instead of what she did right?
Told she was loved, but shown otherwise?

What if Now
She …

Notices what she does right?
Speaks to herself kindly and lovingly?
Encourages herself with positive affirmations?
Treasures and values herself?
Knows she is worthy and wanted here?
Never abandons or gives up on herself?
Comforts and nurtures herself?
Shows herself love daily, even when it is difficult to do?

What if?

–By, Connie Webb

The best man at the wedding

was supposed to be her husband,

but him being “the best”

only lasted so long;

especially when things fell to pieces;

after years of them both being unloving toward each other;

where he was no longer the best man he could be,

and she was no longer the best woman she could be.

She looks back now,

viewing the whole situation;

as one where they both;

just lost their hope

that things could work out;

and they both just gave up even trying.

The day she left him,

even though it was a tough choice for her,

not only did she get her life back,

but he got his life back, too.

They now both could be their own selves,

without all that bickering, arguing and being unsatisfied

with one another.

Funny how when she looks back today,

she sees just how right it was that they broke up,

even though at the time,

it just felt like it was all so wrong and heartbreaking.

But the heartbreaking thing,

would have been

if they stayed together;

with them both being unhappy,

and both not being all they could be.

Perhaps now he can be the best man he can be,

and she can now be the best woman she can be.

So divorce isn’t always so bad,

when you look back

realistically.

– By, Connie Webb

She woke up in the morning by herself
without anyone else’s moods or thoughts.
She could be herself now and not worry about a significant other.

When she woke up, it didn’t matter if her hair was messy,
or her breath wasn’t unrealistically minty fresh –
she didn’t have to worry about that.

At night,
she got the whole room and whole bed to herself.
She could read or watch anything on TV she wanted to
before she fell asleep,
and she didn’t have to worry about disturbing anyone.

Her life finally was really all her own
to do with as she pleased.
She could come and go without conferring with anyone –
freedom at its best.

Her meals were all to “her” liking;
Not having to people please anyone but herself.

So if she ever started to think,
she needed to be in a relationship again,
she would remember she didn’t “need” to be,
Because on her own she got to hog all the blankets;
she got to watch whatever movie she wanted to at the show;
she got to wake up in peace and serenity;
she got to go for long walks alone enjoying nature;
she got to be her true self more;
Than when she was a prisoner with him.

So don’t worry about her being single.
She is okay as she is, until she finds someone who is okay allowing her to be her and

Free!

Please take me to my home,

I miss my Master so much;

I miss his smiling face,

I miss his gentle touch.

Please take me home,

Something has gone wrong;

I got away from my Master,

Now I have been gone too long.

Please take me home,

Even if you think I am sweet;

I have another best friend,

I really need to greet.

Please take me home,

I’m just a little dog that’s lost;

I need you to help me get there,

Don’t worry about the cost.

Please take me home,

A reward you will find;

When my Master jumps with glee,

From you being so kind.

Please take me home,

Even if you really love me;

But I have to get to him,

To end his and my misery.

You see we love each other so,

We are the best friends ever;

He was so good to me,

And would never hurt me never.

He just wants me home with him,

To enjoy our daily walks;

To enjoy our TV times,

To enjoy our daily talks.

You see he is now 77 years old,

Not sure how long he has left to live;

And I am just a young dog,

I have so much love to give.

I want to be with him,

Through many more happy days;

So please take me home,

We will thank you in many ways.

The first way will be when you see our faces,

Light up when we are reunited;

The second way is when you see our love,

Equally undivided.

Yes, there will be a reward for you,

But it won’t compare to the reward for us;

To be again together,

An old man and his little doggie, Gus.

– By, Connie Webb