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Hi, Everyone-- Pam Jackson of Carocats in Columbia, SC, has been helping me with a feral colony of cats and kittens (some positive, some negative for felv) that I have been caring for and trying to find homes for. At the moment we are slowly testing and spaying them all. I say slowly because...

I'LL NEVER FORGET (c) Laura Stamps that balmy day in August, only an hour after sunrise, when I opened the curtains in the kitchen to watch a cat rolling the black raft of her body in wild grass, and suddenly the skitter of four tiny paws dashed out from beneath the porch, and then...

BLACK (c) Laura Stamps Mid-November, and the pinewoods shivers with autumn, acorns bouncing their brittle hats upon the grass, as leaf-lovers rejoice in the seasonâ€8482s vivid parade of color. Trees quiver with cloaks of blackbirds migrating to the tropics, thousands of beaks...

DAYBREAK (c) Laura Stamps There is a place behind a catâ€8482s ear as sweet as summer jasmine, as soft as the satin purse of a mink. I rest my cheek there often, listening to the syrup of birdsong twisting its silver threads through the skyâ€8482s orchid hair, as buds of sunrise...

THE SILVER LEAVES OF PRAYER (c) Laura Stamps How can this kitten limp in my arms, his head and quiet breath resting on my shoulder, not be a sweet prayer whispered in love, or an answered prayer wrapped in a black purse of soft fur? Sometimes he is a wiggling line of poetry scribbled...

THURSDAY (c) Laura Stamps After the plumber, who likes cats, fixed the leaky pipe in the kitchen; after my energetic cat sneezed into a pyramid of drywall dust, freckling her kohl face with sandy snowflakes; I stand in the garden, watering lilies and daisies, when a tiny lizard, only...

STARLIGHT (c) Laura Stamps Full moon, an hour before dawn, and the sudden tinkle of someone's cell phone twinkles under the humid canopy of frog-murmur and wing-sputter. May I never be stricken immune to the wonder of this kitten curled in my arms, his soft breath a sleeping...