Three hundred and sixty five brief glimpses into the wonderful
mind and soul of a small striped cat with the manners of a true gentleman but the soul of a tiger!
When I went to work in Oregon I had no
idea of the adventures that would await me or the friends and felines I would meet and learn to care about so profoundly.
Later as I was struggling with the effects of the car accident I began to write poetry again for the first time in several
decades. Small ones at first. I couldn't remember the order of the seventeen syllables for HAIKU so I experimented and came
up with a format that pleased me. I hope they please Thee as well.
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