A perfect bundle
Of fur and purrs and promise:
My little Kati.


"How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives." – Annie Dillard
A perfect bundle
Of fur and purrs and promise:
My little Kati.

The room is silent
Except for the soft purr of
A somnolent cat.

Lolos dari lelah dan mengah
Hela nafas beransur tenang
Bebas dari cengkaman resah
Aman dalam lembayung sayang.

Putih Bersih bertompok warna
Atas sofa melayan diri
Dulu musuh, kini Ayahanda:
Jatuh hati pada sang Kati.
(suatu ucapan mohon maaf buat seekor Kucing Asing Tanpa Izin)

She lies content on the green sofa
Her soft breathing barely audible
Against the piano music that fills the room
A quiet respite from a torrid existence
Of fast cars and strangers and concrete flooring
What are you dreaming of, Kati?
Another bite of kibble, or the hope of domestic welcome?

Pulang rumah di hujung hari
Saat senja melabuh tirai
Dia datang mesra berlari
Sejuk hati terubat damai.
Anak kucing melompat riang
Liuk lentok mencakar manja
Hati gering kembali girang
Bila Puff Puff bermain ria 😸