Onyx: Up on a Roof

I am kitty. Hear me ROAR.

King of this land. Master of this domain they call Colorado. Regally
perched high on my throne, I can see every inch of my kingdom. My neck
arches with sleek grace as I gaze over my dominion.

It is a rich land, full of wonderous things. Trees, bushes, flowers,
hiding places, and a bounty of every type of food imaginable. My heart's
desire can all be found here. My lady-in-waiting caters to my every whim
and I am satisfied. Fearful I might try to conquer other lands, she has
tethered me while she disappears for a while each day. Of course, she
doesn't realize I can climb up here and survey my land. What does she
think? That I might come to harm? This is MY land after all. Nothing
would DARE to harm me here.

Ok, ok, so there WAS that little incident the other night. I didn't
really mean to worry her. I just heard something outside on MY porch.
And of course I streaked out to investigate when she opened the door
ever so slightly to peer out. Perhaps someday she will forget.

Standing, I slowly arch my back in pleasure. Perhaps it is time to wash
my sleek fur once again.

Wait. What's that? My lady-in-waiting approaches! Quick, I must descend
before she can see me.

Oops. Too late. I have been spotted. Ah well.

Nonchalantly I descend the ramp down to this room she calls "deck". Her
eyes wide in shock--does she actually think I might fall? I would never
fall, I am a cat! I distract her by reaching up, stretching and placing
my paws on her chest. She lifts me into her arms of course--that ploy
works every time. Mmmmmmm, warmth.

Perhaps tomorrow I shall survey my kingdom again. For now, I shall sip
my milk and allow my lady-in-waiting to amuse me.



In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999



When we first moved to Winter Park, Onyx was only 8 1/2 months old.
Coming from an apartment to this wilderness was a royal treat for him.
Our deck back in Iowa overlooked a parking lot. The house in Colorado
that we stayed in backed up against woods and had a tremendously large
deck. He escaped the second night, leaping out of my arms when I
stupidly opened the door a crack to look out and see what kind of animal
was making noise outside. I started tethering him to the deck railing so
he could play outside on the deck. I never dreamt he would climb onto
the roof.

As it turned out, the deck railing continued up at an angle on one side
of the house. He would hop onto the railing, walk around it and then
right on up to the roof. That first day, when I saw him sitting up
there, I freaked. I decided right then and there that if he was going to
be outside, he should be outside safely. The tether came off and that
was that. For many days afterwards I would find him perched up on the
roof when I came home from work.



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--
-Susan
--

"I'm all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands
of fools. Let's start with typewriters."
-- Frank Lloyd Wright

Copyright © 2005 Susan E. Zeigler
All Rights Reserved

I know you still miss Onyx, just as I still miss beloved Dur-Dur, the
original Hopitus, Mr. Fuzz, and many other
cats who still live in my heart and memory.
Sounds like Onyx had a long and happy life with his lady-in-waiting catering
to his climbing instincts, with total
understanding of his species.


"Susan Zeigler" wrote in message
...
I am kitty. Hear me ROAR.

King of this land. Master of this domain they call Colorado. Regally
perched high on my throne, I can see every inch of my kingdom. My neck
arches with sleek grace as I gaze over my dominion.

It is a rich land, full of wonderous things. Trees, bushes, flowers,
hiding places, and a bounty of every type of food imaginable. My heart's
desire can all be found here. My lady-in-waiting caters to my every whim
and I am satisfied. Fearful I might try to conquer other lands, she has
tethered me while she disappears for a while each day. Of course, she
doesn't realize I can climb up here and survey my land. What does she
think? That I might come to harm? This is MY land after all. Nothing would
DARE to harm me here.

Ok, ok, so there WAS that little incident the other night. I didn't really
mean to worry her. I just heard something outside on MY porch. And of
course I streaked out to investigate when she opened the door ever so
slightly to peer out. Perhaps someday she will forget.

Standing, I slowly arch my back in pleasure. Perhaps it is time to wash my
sleek fur once again.

Wait. What's that? My lady-in-waiting approaches! Quick, I must descend
before she can see me.

Oops. Too late. I have been spotted. Ah well.

Nonchalantly I descend the ramp down to this room she calls "deck". Her
eyes wide in shock--does she actually think I might fall? I would never
fall, I am a cat! I distract her by reaching up, stretching and placing my
paws on her chest. She lifts me into her arms of course--that ploy works
every time. Mmmmmmm, warmth.

Perhaps tomorrow I shall survey my kingdom again. For now, I shall sip my
milk and allow my lady-in-waiting to amuse me.



In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999



When we first moved to Winter Park, Onyx was only 8 1/2 months old. Coming
from an apartment to this wilderness was a royal treat for him. Our deck
back in Iowa overlooked a parking lot. The house in Colorado that we
stayed in backed up against woods and had a tremendously large deck. He
escaped the second night, leaping out of my arms when I stupidly opened
the door a crack to look out and see what kind of animal was making noise
outside. I started tethering him to the deck railing so he could play
outside on the deck. I never dreamt he would climb onto the roof.

As it turned out, the deck railing continued up at an angle on one side of
the house. He would hop onto the railing, walk around it and then right on
up to the roof. That first day, when I saw him sitting up there, I
freaked. I decided right then and there that if he was going to be
outside, he should be outside safely. The tether came off and that was
that. For many days afterwards I would find him perched up on the roof
when I came home from work.



--


--
-Susan
--

"I'm all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands
of fools. Let's start with typewriters."
-- Frank Lloyd Wright

Copyright © 2005 Susan E. Zeigler
All Rights Reserved

On Mon 11 Apr 2005 06:12:51p, Susan Zeigler wrote in
rec.pets.cats.anecdotes ):

snip Onyx story regrettfully!

In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999


What a loving tribute. It looks like Onyx was quite a character.
Thanks for sharing some of him!


--
Cheryl

"The clever cat eats cheese and breathes down rat holes with baited
breath."
- W.C. Fields

in article , Cheryl at
wrote on 4/11/05 6:32 PM:

On Mon 11 Apr 2005 06:12:51p, Susan Zeigler wrote in
rec.pets.cats.anecdotes ):

snip Onyx story regrettfully!

In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999


What a loving tribute. It looks like Onyx was quite a character.
Thanks for sharing some of him!

Thank you so much from me too. They are unforgettable.

"Susan Zeigler" wrote in message
...
I am kitty. Hear me ROAR.

snip great story

Lovely story, Susan. Thanks for sharing with us!

Hugs,

CatNipped

Susan Zeigler wrote:

King of this land. Master of this domain they call Colorado. Regally
perched high on my throne, I can see every inch of my kingdom. My neck
arches with sleek grace as I gaze over my dominion.

I love Onyx and his Lady-in-waiting. The domain of Colorado, yes a
wondrous place. If you go out for a walk, better wear a hat, because
there are no trees and no shade. In some places, you can manage to
find trees, but no air. Very pretty overall though.

Susan Zeigler wrote:
I am kitty. Hear me ROAR.

King of this land. Master of this domain they call Colorado. Regally
perched high on my throne, I can see every inch of my kingdom. My neck
arches with sleek grace as I gaze over my dominion.

It is a rich land, full of wonderous things. Trees, bushes, flowers,
hiding places, and a bounty of every type of food imaginable. My
heart's desire can all be found here. My lady-in-waiting caters to my
every whim and I am satisfied. Fearful I might try to conquer other
lands, she has tethered me while she disappears for a while each day.
Of course, she doesn't realize I can climb up here and survey my
land. What does she think? That I might come to harm? This is MY land
after all. Nothing would DARE to harm me here.

Ok, ok, so there WAS that little incident the other night. I didn't
really mean to worry her. I just heard something outside on MY porch.
And of course I streaked out to investigate when she opened the door
ever so slightly to peer out. Perhaps someday she will forget.

Standing, I slowly arch my back in pleasure. Perhaps it is time to
wash my sleek fur once again.

Wait. What's that? My lady-in-waiting approaches! Quick, I must
descend before she can see me.

Oops. Too late. I have been spotted. Ah well.

Nonchalantly I descend the ramp down to this room she calls "deck".
Her eyes wide in shock--does she actually think I might fall? I would
never fall, I am a cat! I distract her by reaching up, stretching and
placing my paws on her chest. She lifts me into her arms of
course--that ploy works every time. Mmmmmmm, warmth.

Perhaps tomorrow I shall survey my kingdom again. For now, I shall sip
my milk and allow my lady-in-waiting to amuse me.



In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999



When we first moved to Winter Park, Onyx was only 8 1/2 months old.
Coming from an apartment to this wilderness was a royal treat for him.
Our deck back in Iowa overlooked a parking lot. The house in Colorado
that we stayed in backed up against woods and had a tremendously large
deck. He escaped the second night, leaping out of my arms when I
stupidly opened the door a crack to look out and see what kind of
animal was making noise outside. I started tethering him to the deck
railing so he could play outside on the deck. I never dreamt he would
climb onto the roof.

As it turned out, the deck railing continued up at an angle on one
side of the house. He would hop onto the railing, walk around it and
then right on up to the roof. That first day, when I saw him sitting
up there, I freaked. I decided right then and there that if he was
going to be outside, he should be outside safely. The tether came off
and that was that. For many days afterwards I would find him perched
up on the roof when I came home from work.

--
-Susan

What a lovely tribute to a special kitty. Thanks, Susan.

Jill

Susan Zeigler wrote:
I am kitty. Hear me ROAR.

King of this land. Master of this domain they call Colorado. Regally
perched high on my throne, I can see every inch of my kingdom. My
neck
arches with sleek grace as I gaze over my dominion.

It is a rich land, full of wonderous things. Trees, bushes, flowers,
hiding places, and a bounty of every type of food imaginable. My
heart's
desire can all be found here. My lady-in-waiting caters to my every
whim
and I am satisfied. Fearful I might try to conquer other lands, she
has
tethered me while she disappears for a while each day. Of course, she

doesn't realize I can climb up here and survey my land. What does she

think? That I might come to harm? This is MY land after all. Nothing
would DARE to harm me here.

Ok, ok, so there WAS that little incident the other night. I didn't
really mean to worry her. I just heard something outside on MY porch.

And of course I streaked out to investigate when she opened the door
ever so slightly to peer out. Perhaps someday she will forget.

Standing, I slowly arch my back in pleasure. Perhaps it is time to
wash
my sleek fur once again.

Wait. What's that? My lady-in-waiting approaches! Quick, I must
descend
before she can see me.

Oops. Too late. I have been spotted. Ah well.

Nonchalantly I descend the ramp down to this room she calls "deck".
Her
eyes wide in shock--does she actually think I might fall? I would
never
fall, I am a cat! I distract her by reaching up, stretching and
placing
my paws on her chest. She lifts me into her arms of course--that ploy

works every time. Mmmmmmm, warmth.

Perhaps tomorrow I shall survey my kingdom again. For now, I shall
sip
my milk and allow my lady-in-waiting to amuse me.



In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999



When we first moved to Winter Park, Onyx was only 8 1/2 months old.
Coming from an apartment to this wilderness was a royal treat for
him.
Our deck back in Iowa overlooked a parking lot. The house in Colorado

that we stayed in backed up against woods and had a tremendously
large
deck. He escaped the second night, leaping out of my arms when I
stupidly opened the door a crack to look out and see what kind of
animal
was making noise outside. I started tethering him to the deck railing
so
he could play outside on the deck. I never dreamt he would climb onto

the roof.

As it turned out, the deck railing continued up at an angle on one
side
of the house. He would hop onto the railing, walk around it and then
right on up to the roof. That first day, when I saw him sitting up
there, I freaked. I decided right then and there that if he was going
to
be outside, he should be outside safely. The tether came off and that

was that. For many days afterwards I would find him perched up on the

roof when I came home from work.

--
-Susan
--


Susan! Welcome back. Always subject topics that include Onyx are the
first I read. I love all the poems written by and for Onyx. I hope
you'll share more of these poems and prose with us. We miss Onyx as
well.

Julie
who's discovered darvocet and 10 mg of ambien make a nice cocktail.
Now if I can just get that cock to share its tail....here chicky chick
chick.

Lovely tribute, thank you for sharing.


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Susan Zeigler wrote:

In loving memory of Onyx, ruler of my home.
September 2, 1989 to April 11, 1999


I'm so sorry about your loss. He sounds like a wonderful character. This
was a beautiful tribute.


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