Notes From Underfoot

[resonant]

Who has seen the cat?
Neither I nor you.
But when you fall and break your leg,
The cat is passing through.

Who has seen the cat?
Neither you nor I.
But when you tumble down the stairs,
The cat is passing by.

Comments

[reginagiraffe]

*grin*

Sounds like it could be a couple of verses in this.

[cereta.livejournal.com]

Brrrr.

[kireseth.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. Are you broken? I hope not.

I've always loved the original of this little poem.

[barkley.livejournal.com]

My mom quotes that poem all the time whenever someone mentions the word wind. (And trust me, this can get old when sailing with her. *g*)

But I hope that you are OK!

[copperbadge.livejournal.com]

I had no idea anyone else had ever even heard of Who Has Seen The Wind. *impressed*

[norah.livejournal.com]

♥

[ellen-fremedon.livejournal.com]

:-D I hope you and the cat are in one piece.

Wait, no. I hope you and the cat are in two, quite separate, pieces.

[lydia-petze.livejournal.com]

That is one of the truthiest truths I have ever read.

Chatting Cats

[huro.livejournal.com]

Does your cat know my cat?
Do they take tea together?
Just YESTERDAY! I was going down the stairs with a basket of clothes and the cat was just THERE! I tripped over her! At least she chose to materialize on the bottom step eh?

[theantipam.livejournal.com]

'Tis a puzzlement - for as many times as I've inadvertently kicked her, dropped things on her, spilled hot liquids on her, spilled cold liquids on her, and stomped on her paws, my kitty STILL likes to walk underfoot.

Cats are so smart - WHY won't she learn this particular lesson???? I fear that she will learn it the very hard way - as a kitty pancake. *sigh*

I'm glad you and your cat were not permanently harmed in the making of this adventure!

[viva-gloria.livejournal.com]

oh yes indeed! I used to have two black cats. They liked the dark corner by the kitchen door. (Current stripy monster just pretends to be a stair, of the moving kind.)

[amanuensis1.livejournal.com]

*giggles like mad*

[frostfox.livejournal.com]

I warn guests to always put the light on if they go to the loo in the middle of the night, despite the ambient street-light. If it's not the grey tabby taking up an entire stairs, it will be one of his beanie babies, positioned in just the right spot.
Oh, and just because there was nothing there on your way *up* the stairs, there is nothing to say that there will be nothing there when you come out of the bathroom to go *down* the stairs.

FF

[laurie-ky.livejournal.com]

That poem (original) was my favorite in second grade. I go to people's homes for my job and their cats just get under my feet, climb on me, and plaster themselves up against me. I totally ignore them, after tossing them off of me, but they just come back for more. Hope you didn't get bruised up.

Laurie

[maya231.livejournal.com]

This is great! It took me a minute to remember why it sounded so familiar.

[orpheus-samhain.livejournal.com]

How true *sighs*

[springwoof.livejournal.com]

huh, I've never read that poem. Obviously, it resonates with cat fans everywhere.

my Old Dog always loved to hang around my feet, but he was sensible enough to stay at least a good 6 inches away, and would skitter away if one of us said briskly: "coming through!"

However, now that he is Very Old and Blind, all common sense has also deserted him, although not, apparently, the desire to be underfoot. The Spouse and I joke that he is Psychic, because, no matter if he was all the way across the room 15 seconds ago, when you are ready to walk somewhere, there he is, right underfoot just in time to trip you. Doubly so if you are carrying something and can't see him, or are at the top of the stairs, or carrying something hot, or sharp (or otherwise dangerous). He's just talented that way....