The Fable of Yellow Cat

Sometimes something odd shows up in your inbox. One of my coworkers sent me information about submissions being accepted for a chapbook of poetry for the local organization Friends of the Animal Center Foundation.

After some trimming, I succeeded in getting The Fable of Yellow Cat, a piece I wrote for my husband in 2006, off to them. I thought doing something creative might help me ease the winter doldrums, and I was right.

The Fable of Yellow Cat is about the loss of our beloved Toby. It was the only piece about an animal I had. Bryon won’t mind if I share Toby with the world. Toby certainly wouldn’t mind.

I miss Toby. He was such a good boy. Every time I read the piece about him, I cry. And I guess I’m okay with the world knowing that.

Catherine

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The Library

So, there I was in the Iowa City library, waiting to have dinner with my friend who had flown in from Tokyo to chat with his professors about his thesis. It was going to be the first time I had seen Tetsuya in five years, and I was excited about it. However, because of one of his meetings, we wouldn’t be getting together until 6:30 pm.

A quick trip into the House of Aromas and one bubble tea later, it was 4:30. Bryon and I went into the library to kill some time, because it needed killing. I’d already checked stray essays while drinking bubble tea, and I planned to scoop (more) snow later, so I wanted to do something that wasn’t too taxing for a while.

Bryon found a Peter David Battlestar Galactica novel that he had some definite opinions about. I started cruising the library. One of the things I do now is I look at the shelves for the books of people I know.

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Originally published at Writer Tamago. You can comment here or there.