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Welcome, CatsMeowCentral !!
Blessings to the cat in all forms.
Blessed be those owned by a cat.
Off topic, but I will sneak this poem in as my welcome for CatsMeowCentral, and for Wyvern - I didn't know you had 13 cats !! Hope you both like it ...
PANGUR BÁN
I and Pangur Bán my cat
‘Tis a like task we are at:
Hunting mice is his delight,
Hunting words I sit all night.
Better far than praise of men
‘Tis to sit with book and pen;
Pangur bears me no ill will
He too plies his simple skill
'Tis a merry thing to see
At our tasks how glad are we,
When at home we sit and find
Entertainment to our mind
Oftentimes a mouse will stray
In the hero Pangur’s way;
Oftentimes my keen thoughts set
Takes a meaning in its net.
‘Gainst the wall he sets his eye
Full and fierce and sharp and sly;
‘Gainst the wall of knowledge I
All my little wisdoms try.
When a mouse darts from its den,
O how glad is Pangur then!
O what gladness do I prove
When I solve the tasks I love!
So in peace our tasks we ply,
Pangur Bán, my cat, and I;
In our arts we find our bliss,
I have mine and he has his.
Practice every day has made
Pangur perfect at his trade;
I get wisdom day and night
Turning darkness into light.
Written by a 9th century Irish monk in Saint Gallen, Switzerland.
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