The Romantic Cat "Tail" of Selma and Rogue

I wrote this very true "cat tail" in March of 2009 after reading daily emails from a good friend of mine about the cats she loves. This blog is dedicated to everyone that helps animals and above all to true love.

Once upon a time, there was a very kind lady who looked after cats. There were outdoor cats, inside cats and cats that just lived wherever they could. Everyday the sun shone brightly and it was very very hot. It was a hard life for the outdoor cats trying to make it on their own.

Rogue was the most handsome cat of her feral cat crew. Every night he snuck in through the kitchen kitty door, climbed on top of her bedroom bureau and stared at himself in the mirror. Then he would lick his paw, swish it over his head and smile at his reflection. The kind lady loved Rogue and wanted him to stay indoors where it was cool with her other cats but Rogue was Rogue. He had decided in his own kitty mind that he belonged to no one.

 

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One day it was so hot that Rogue decided to sit next to the kind lady's home under the bushes where his feral friend Goldie sometimes sat. His furry yellow pal had a friend sitting next to him and he introduced his companion to Rogue. Rogue looked up slowly with those sly dark eyes of his and saw Goldie's friend. She completely took his breath away. Her name was Selma and Rogue fell in love with her right at that very second in time.

From that moment on Selma and Rogue were inseparable. They watched the sun rise, and then watched it go down. When the hot noon sun struck Rogue and Selma would sit in the back seat of the kind lady's Jeep that she purposely left open for them. Days and weeks went by and they never left each other's side. Selma was Rogue's Juliet and he would never let anything harm her. Selma became pregnant with "kitty child" and Rogue was even more dutiful as time progressed.

He would go out scouting for food daily but at dusk you could see Rogue scale the tall fences to find her and stay by her side. The kind lady would go out every day and make sure Selma was out of the sun and that she was okay. Unbeknownst to anyone, Rogue would sit on top of some hidden fence protecting Selma through his watchful eyes.

When the kittens came, Rogue was there for his beloved more than any human could be. This love they had for each other was bigger than life itself. He would nestle beside her some nights while she nursed their kittens and sing ‘Nessun Dorma’ to them in his wee kitty voice.  He had learned the song after listening to the kind lady's music and now it was a song just for them. It was his way to express his profound and everlasting love for her.

One day the kind lady took their kittens to the vet to make sure they were okay and then found them loving homes. Rogue and Selma were heartbroken but things had changed over the weeks. Rogue had become ill, and try as the kind lady might, they could not save Rogue. No one spoke about it for weeks. No one ever wanted to speak about it. Rogue had died and Selma was beside herself. Selma had lost her Romeo.

 

The kind lady tried hard to make Selma come inside but Selma was afraid to share her love again less it disappear like Rogue. Selma was not herself anymore. She had lost the only kitty she had ever loved and would never ever have that kind of love again. A few weeks later Selma became pregnant with 'kitty child' once again and the father disappeared faster then the sun disappearing at night. Goldie tried to persuade her to let the kind lady love and take care of her but she was just too afraid.

One day it was as hot as hot can be and Selma was very pregnant and giving up. Was life worth living without Rogue? She saw a small basket and crawled inside and with that the kind lady scooped her up and brought her inside. Her old friend Goldie came in that night and told her she had nothing to worry about but Selma laid there with sad eyes and gave birth to her kittens.

 

She had three kittens that night. Identical twins and one other male that was so oddly marked the nice lady called him Toon. New life crept into Selma watching these kittens cuddle around her and she knew Rogue's love was all around them. Goldie became her protector that night and they talked about Rogue and his life. Nothing could ever bring Rogue back but they would both remember him forever.

Months have passed now and Selma is just fine living with the kind lady and yes, Goldie is still by her side. Sometimes, just as the sun goes down they swear they can see the dark shadow of one fine looking cat sitting on the fence. If they listen carefully they can hear a small voice singing “Nessun Dorma” into the warm night air. They both know in their hearts that it is Rogue and he will forever be singing his love on that fence to Selma, his Juliet.

 

Text and Image by Linda Seccaspina 2011

Dedicated to Anne B., Fusun and her Selim

 

 


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Comment by Linda Seccaspina on October 6, 2011 at 11:50pm
yes my dear.. after filming etc the wall street protest my brain froze hahaha
Comment by Mary Katherine Manuel on October 6, 2011 at 10:28pm

I read this before, but I loved reading it again. Wonderful love story.

 

Comment by Linda Seccaspina on October 6, 2011 at 4:58pm

Matt: I thought I saw a puddy tat..:)

Geezerchick.. You said it.

Thanks Christine :)

Steve ; I know you work with pets on the weekend.. HUGGGGGGGGGG to you

Zanelle:  that was cute

Marsha.. they must love you:)

Comment by Marsha Shearer on October 6, 2011 at 1:49pm

Ah, true love.  I too have gobs of feral cats around...but as a love song, Nessun Dorma it ain't.  There is nothing more frightening then being awakened in the middle of the night by a cat fight or whatever....  But that is not what your story is about.  It's just about love.

Comment by Zanelle on October 6, 2011 at 12:42pm
Heavy music for a sweet tail.
Comment by Steve S on October 6, 2011 at 11:29am
Very sweet. So many times the animals we know give us the the clearest examples of what we consider our finest human qualities.
Comment by Christine Geery on October 6, 2011 at 11:07am
Lovely dedication.
Comment by Geezerchick on October 6, 2011 at 10:42am
Pets are important people.  Wish they were included in my family health insurance!
Comment by Matt Paust on October 6, 2011 at 10:39am
Sweet.
Comment by Linda Seccaspina on October 6, 2011 at 10:14am

Thanks Sheila

HUGGG Bob

Ahhh Steve... so nice..:)

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