Friday, August 21, 2009

Memory cat

Sometimes I look at Zazu, the gentle, owlish cat who has been with me for more than fifteen years, and I wonder what she remembers of our life together. Does she remember basking in the sun on the red-tiled porch of the apartment in San Jose? Does she remember the cottage by the harbor in Santa Cruz with the mouse rustling in the kitchen at night? Does she remember watching pelicans from the fire escape of my apartment at Lake Merritt, her wide eyes growing even wider? Zazu is in the frame of so many of my memories; a soft, warm presence curled on my lap, sleeping on a chair, gazing out the window. I can hardly imagine life without her.

8 comments:

runnerfrog said...

Zazu made it to the blog...
No living being ever forgets pelicans. If I'd had one would call it petlican.

Farmgirl_dk: said...

I find I've gotten caught up in your snippets and stories...I've been sitting here for a while now. You have a lovely, sad, thoughtful, enchanting style. So far, my favorite is The Looking War.
Enough for today, though. I need to go walk the goats now. :-)

Sarah Thompson said...

"Zazu is in the frame of so many of my memories; a soft, warm presence curled on my lap, sleeping on a chair, gazing out the window. I can hardly imagine a life without her."

I feel exactly the same way about each of mine (and there are eight). We've had Autumn the longest, five years, and yet it seems like they've each been with us forever and will be with us forever to come.

Apifera Farm said...

Zazu...ah Zazu remembers much I'm sure of it. I look at my animals and imagine them gone, then imagin them never gone, allowing myself comfort - if temporary- in the last.

Heidi said...

I think they remember even more than we do. Their lives are relatively small. All you have to do to confirm this is to place a cardboard box on the floor - a phenomenon to them. And, an old friend of mine (and my cats') once left a message on the answering machine, making her special clicking noise for the kitties, and the cats walked right to the phone, though it had been years.

Tai said...

Heidi, we put a cardboard box on the floor and a month later there was only one side left. The furry little brutes had chewed away the rest.

Katherine, I know. I also find comfort knowing they don't have to imagine us gone--the security of a forever home.

Sarah, eight?! Are some kittens from one litter?

Welcome, Farmgirl, and thank you for your kind words. Happy goat-walking!

Cristian, you know how publicity-shy Zazu is (unlike Mr. Puck). Are there pelicans in Argentina?

Sarah Thompson said...

One showed up on our doorstep pregnant, two are from that litter and one from another litter because I wasn't able to get her fixed soon enough. The rest are pretty much strays that show up and decide to join the family.

We seem to have a reputation in the feline community. They seem to know that if they show up, they'll get a meal. The ones who aren't too timid find a home as well :)

runnerfrog said...

Yes, Mrs. Elephant, we have pelicans, mostly in the freezing south, and obviously close to the atlantic. I haven't went that far south due to my allergy to the cold, but I've seen them in a theme park close to Buenos Aires, I didn't know why the high price for a ticket, until I saw all the animals extremely well taken care of, I wanted to stay but they had something against lazy frogs.