I was born in March 1998 and, not long afterwards, my mom, and her litter found themselves in a cage at the Humane Society, in Pomona California. One day, a month later, the human who became my Best Bud wandered in and when I saw him I just KNEW we were destined for each other.
As I looked out of a cage full of kittens and their mother, I somehow sensed that this human was about to look elsewhere because of the lackluster look of my siblings so, from the back of the crowd I, the runt of the litter, pushed forward, approached the bars of the cage, climbed up a bit and meowed a tiny "Wassup?" It was love at first sight. This human was under my spell though I didn’t have a clue what this concept meant.
He took me home as a companion to an old yellow/orange cat and the 3 short months we were together, before he passed on, taught me a lot and spiced up the once lonely life of this old warrior.
I wasn't a year old when I discovered how making noises by shaking a piece of paper could be a useful skill for a cat to have. I learned pretty quickly that this human always filled my food bowl in the morning when he got up.
In my first 3 years I learned to do a lot of things; I guess it had something to do with my superior IQ. It was late summer of 1998, even as my human and I were still dealing with the passing of the old warrior, when he bought his first computer and I made my presence known online.
I’ve written before about the series of autobiographical stories I wrote on a website, from that fall 1998 through 2001 and, how all but the last chapter completed was lost when the website shut down. I’ve even shared that remaining story.
Why did I discontinue it?
When you and your human persuade yourselves that you don't have the knowledge, resources, encouragement and time to recreate what you long believed was some of the best writing you have ever done, writer's block is an easy thing to get caught up in.
Daddy's friend Amanda Socci recently wrote, after reading the first post on this blog, where most of the above first appeared, written from the perspective of Daddy Kiril, the following:
I think this is a fantastic introduction. Why on earth are you not writing a book about your experiences? I think you need to slap some sense into Daddy Kiril!! There is so much beauty here!
“The Autobiography of an Opinionated Pussycat” DOES have a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? :-D
Can I somehow recreate the series for a new, potentially larger, audience, in new formats? Afterall, who, among those who were my original audience, remembers anything from that old series of over 30 stories? I still have my memories, as does daddy his.
Neither Daddy Kiril or I are getting any younger.
This year daddy went to Blog Paws for the first time and we have learned about the idea of self-publishing via chapbooks and e-books, as a way for a writer to get his feet/paws wet where getting his work published is concerned; daddy has had 2 guest posts and an essay published in the local paper, and I’ve had a guest post, as well. We both hope we will be offered more guest post opportunities and get more essays published.
While we have both had poems rejected we want to find ways to keep submitting. Daddy is even going to attend a series of free poetry workshops that will be given by the new poet laureate of Houston, beginning this week.
Daddy has been accepted into the Cat Writers’ Association and he plans to attend its annual convention in Dallas, this fall, as well as become more familiar with what the organization has to offer.
For over a year daddy and I, as well as Elvira, have been encouraged to think about our writing in new ways (yes, despite taking lots of naps and snoozes a day Elvira and I join daddy in having hopes and dreams for the future), by Amanda and others and we have and will continue doing so, but the continuing struggles with medical issues and unemployment that daddy has dealt with (not to mention my own medical issues), keep us all worried and distracted, despite our continued creative evolution.
We do not know what our situation will be even 3 months from now, or how many people will even read this post, especially in the Houston area.
This week daddy continues his job search, tomorrow I post the result of a review opportunity sent our way by the folks at Mr. Chewy, Elvira and I have been reading some of our cat books and will be writing reviews and soon we may be able to announce a project that will be a new experience for this blog.
Our future has great potential and we think that, somehow, we are taking steps toward part of it.
Keep us in your thoughts.