{"id":353,"date":"2016-07-29T09:57:33","date_gmt":"2016-07-29T09:57:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/?p=353"},"modified":"2016-07-29T10:05:23","modified_gmt":"2016-07-29T10:05:23","slug":"ode-to-cats-brothers-and-other-relations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/2016\/07\/29\/ode-to-cats-brothers-and-other-relations\/","title":{"rendered":"Ode to Cats, Brothers, and Other Relations"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Hello, readers fair and few!<\/p>\n<p>As you may realize, yesterday was my brother&#8217;s birthday. What you may not know is that it was also the day our lovely grandparents + aunt, Grandmaita, Grandpa, and Tia, left. So bittersweet.<\/p>\n<p>Since I last wrote, I&#8217;ve had some fun times with Renee, who stayed with us, and Sam, who had returned to Nairobi (though unfortunately, there wasn&#8217;t much overlap between Renee&#8217;s visit and Sam&#8217;s), watched Finding Dory with the Mundy&#8217;s (is that how you&#8217;d say it?) (It was pretty awesome, considering it was about <em>fish<\/em>, of all things!), and as I mentioned before, Grandmaita, Grandpa, and Tia came for a visit! Also, very sadly, Sam and her fam moved to a WHOLE &#8216;NOTHER CONTINENT!!!<\/p>\n<p>So with family extended, we did a whole load of fun stuff, from the Giraffe Center to the Lake Naivasha cabins to Olivia, Mom, and Tia going to the Maasai Mara. And before all <em>that<\/em>, Olivia, my sister dear, <em>graduated<\/em> from RVA! Which means a gap year and then&#8211;COLLEGE! *gasp*<\/p>\n<p>In honor of all this excitement, and the cat that is curled up so adorably on my lap, I have decided to write an ode to Cats, Brother, and Other Relations. What is an ode? I don&#8217;t know, let me go look it up&#8230; You know what, this isn&#8217;t a real ode and no one&#8217;s going to read it, so never mind.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ode to Cats, Brothers, and Other Relations<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Soft black thing<\/p>\n<p>On my lap<\/p>\n<p>Furry kitty<\/p>\n<p>Taking a nap<\/p>\n<p>Small and pretty<\/p>\n<p>Raven is king<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Leave a\u00a0rat<\/p>\n<p>In brothers&#8217; room<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s away<\/p>\n<p>Make things go boom<\/p>\n<p>Izzy is at play<\/p>\n<p>Ruler is cat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Visitors he hasn&#8217;t met<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s not afraid for long<\/p>\n<p>Make friends with Tia<\/p>\n<p>Loudly sing his song<\/p>\n<p>For Grandmaita, Grandpa, Olivia<\/p>\n<p>Definitely a pet<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Raven, Raven, soft and fat<\/p>\n<p>Purring, kneading, wants some\u00a0love<\/p>\n<p>Hide from friendly dog<\/p>\n<p>On the keyboard, give him a shove<\/p>\n<p>An absolute attention hog<\/p>\n<p>I love my cat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There. Is it an ode? Not really. Does it rhyme? Sure. Does it make sense? You decide.<\/p>\n<p>Goodbye, no trace<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll be back<\/p>\n<p>Cut me some slack<\/p>\n<p>~Z Artist that is Grace<\/p>\n<p>(Who can&#8217;t write poems without help from the internet<\/p>\n<p>What is a dragnet?)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer. <em>~Psalm 45:1, NIV<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hello, readers fair and few! As you may realize, yesterday was my brother&#8217;s birthday. What you may not know is that it was also the day our lovely grandparents + aunt, Grandmaita, Grandpa, and Tia, left. So bittersweet. Since I last wrote, I&#8217;ve had some fun times with Renee, who stayed with us, and Sam, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":355,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-353","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","et-bg-layout-dark","et-background-image"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/files\/2016\/07\/Poetry-e1469786495158.jpg?fit=649%2C154&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7jIG5-5H","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/353","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=353"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/353\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":357,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/353\/revisions\/357"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/355"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=353"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=353"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jerrybreanna.com\/grace\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=353"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}