Early Works - Lucky

Black with flecks of white under his chin across my manuscripts with muddy paws treads my furry pet butts my pen with his head then with amber eyes looks at me dolefully as if to say “Did I do something wrong? ” Again, with head gives my pen another shove rolls on his back to have his tummy rubbed. Drippy tap, ears alert flick with paw makes muddy dirt will sit in sink all day long when tap washers gone. Curls up near fire on cold night beams a smile, I’m all right. Darkness does not like rather chase butterflies in sunlight never far does he roam loves his family and his home. 29 June 1978 Author’s Note: Lucky was our first cat which we had for eleven years. He was all black when we first got him hence his name, and as he grew older little flecks of white grew under his chin.