C'est la Vie by Jennifer Babcock for January 02, 2021

Not only the egyptians!

The problem with rabbits is when there’s two, there’s twenty.

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Cottontails by William Wordsworth’s Cat

I wandered hungry as a hawk

That floats on high o’er hills and dales

When all at once I stopped to stalk

A clutch of little cottontails;

Beside the lake, among the reeds,

Quavering and squealing in the weeds.

As feather-brained as the bugs that land

and dally in my dinner bowl,

They clung together in a band

Around the bottom of a hole:

A dozen saw I at a glance,

Frozen with fear in terror’s trance.

And though they did not dance or play

But simply sat and stared at me,

A kitten could not be but gay,

In such delicious company:

I ate – and ate – the whole sweet pack.

Oh, what a tasty rabbit snack.

And oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

That conjured up a favorite food;

And then into a ball I scrunch,

And dream about that bunny lunch.

—Henry Beard, Poetry for Cats

The Egyptians liked boxes. Sarcophagi snd the big tetrahedral ones.

I’’m sensing a growing rivalry between Monsieur Smokey and the Demon Beast. This may not augur well for 2021….