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Name My Kitty

Huh? What’s a euphemism?

Anyway…

Here’s the thing: my cat doesn’t have a name. And I am a really, really bad pet name thinker-upper.

When she was first given to me, we didn’t get along so well. I was super frustrated with her and she seemed less than happy to be with me and Louis.

Left Out

I didn’t like the name she came with, “Baby”. And anyway it wasn’t her real name – some things like that you can just tell are all wrong. So I ended up calling her kitty all the time.

I finally decided that would just be her name. Kitty.

But now…

My Kitty 2

Now I luuurrrv her.

And I just feel wrong calling her kitty. I always knew that was a placeholder, not her real name.

Kitty

You talkin’ to me, lady? Cause I don’t answer to “hey you”.

My problem is I have no idea what her real name is.

I need help finding it.

Looking Out

I know it’s out there somewhere. If you’d let me out, I could find it for myself.

I’m pretty sure it’s multi-syllable. And it may start with a C. But maybe not.

That’s all I got.

We need your help!

What do you think her name should be?

My car is like the lost and found

So I went to the dump yesterday, and in a fit of un-me-ness, I decided to clean out my car at the same time.

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I found:

– Five thousand three hundred and ninety-two napkins (Because yes, I have managed to kick my fast food habit, and now I simply love to cook.)

– a single black glove

– a towel

– seven VHS tapes I meant to take to Goodwill

– two three-foot-long wooden dowels that I got from who-knows-where and was saving for who-knows-what

– two tumblers with screw on tops and straws that can’t fall out

– a Virginia road atlas

– a recognition certificate for someone who doesn’t work for our company anymore

– the demolished frame for an obsolete recognition certificate

– a plastic fork

– a real fork

– one combination compass and magnifying glass

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What are you and where did you come from?

– three jackets

– the instruction manual for my lawnmower. That I bought two summers ago.

– a bag of dirt (because you know, living in the country I can never have too much dirt)

– a pair of sneakers

– the squishy inserts I bought to make the sneakers more comfortable before I just broke down and bought new sneakers. 

– two umbrellas

– one of Louis’ blankets

– a manila folder stuffed with mail I pulled out of my PO box last October

– a bottle of Windex (wtf?)

– some flower pots I was supposed to give to my sister. Last summer.

– a new 90 count tub of disinfecting wipes (Actually, I may need those right now.)

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Ironically, I was talking to a coworker next to her car last week, and I noticed how spotless it was. Not so much as a gum wrapper on the floor.

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All I could think was, “How can she stand to live that way?”

Autumn Reveals Herself

The first cool morning

and autumn reveals herself to me:

she pulls her cape ’round,

crimson,

gold,

orange,

bottomless depths of evergreen,

and brown.

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