antiquing in and around round top, texas is a long-standing family tradition. this cat (shown with mine) was a find from the fall 2010 show, purchased near the road in warrenton. signed “L. Linte 1948.”
gifted documentarian, mark birnbaum, attended my storytelling dinner this spring, having volunteered to tell me more about “cat.”
on a related note, a ferel cat had a litter in my garage several years ago. mark & his wife adopted two of the kitten – later named besito & manuela*. “cat’s” story was inspired by their journey.
Oh. Under the house.
Mom, my sisters and my brother that I love. He’s all white.
Even in winter it’s warm here, with mom and my white brother.
The house person leaves food.
We hunt, and we catch mice, sometimes a rat.
And we eat the house person’s food she leaves for us.
She brought us in the house! Real warm. No mice, maybe one.
Good food. No hunting for food, water.
NO! NO! NO NO NO NO NO!!!
Where’s mom?!! Me and brother, but
In a cage, moving fast, lots of noises, and these two persons.
ANOTHER HOUSE! Big house. Scary. We hide. But there’s food all the time.
Later, we sleep with the persons, IN A BIG SOFT WARM THING.
It’s warm, sleeping with them.
We have a door.
We play out back.
We hunt snakes, mice, maybe a rat.
There are dogs out there. We hear them.
We don’t hide anymore.
We like the new persons.
We think about mom sometimes.
And the person who took us into the house.