Thank you to Bastet for the great Crigofelt poem. Really brought it to life.
The crigofelt cat
moves through the alleys of Brildo
avoiding the people
as they shimmer by …
Like wet water puddles
after a day of heavy rain
they shimmer on the streets
through nights and days …
The prettier members
of these particular cats
seem like sunlit water
of pure golden hue …
Usually tawny
they’re like dirty mud puddles
until they retake their form
then they’re soft balls of fur …
They’re the softest of cubbys
that have even been found
so people will cuddle them
for hours at a time …
If you are alone
they’re attracted to you
as to young children
whom they often adopt …
(Not from any egotistical reasons
as scientists would like you to believe
but because of their loving nature
they know healing they give …)
So next when you visit old Brildo town
be careful ……
View original post 138 more words




