I think I was about 9 or 10
and it had been a very bad year
with the retching death of my always
and favorite cat Sunshine named
during my John Denver phase who
lived freely and ran like a cat
with his tail on fire until ingesting
rat poison at the lumber mill out back
the yard and it was decided that cats
were too much risk of heartbreak
for a young cat-girl to bear so
I was alone
until one day the VW trundled along
country roads apparently directionless
pulled into the driveway of an unfamiliar
house and I was admonished to head
right up there into the garage where
a surprise awaited and sure enough
here tumbled a fluffy puppy all tongue
and tail with the stubbiest legs
for jumping a white stripe up her nose
to her brow I named her Jinx and loved
that day and that dog until well forever

A joyful childhood memory for Magaly in the Garden


  1. This is such a wonderful read, the tragedy of losing a pet and the joy of another... Love the voice you tell it with which to me sound like you speak in your "teenage tongue"

  2. Marian, I love this poem for so many reasons:
    1. The tone brings to mind Sylvia Plath's style.
    2. The them makes me think of Sharon Creech's Love that Dog
    3. which, of course, makes me think of Walter Dean Myers' Love that Day

    So, I love this poem, and the inspiration, and the "well forever". Because friends should last that long.

    1. "that Boy" not "that Day", but... you can love that day too, if you want. :D

  3. This reminds me so much of the day we brought Kit home to live with us. My heart will always ache for my Faye, the first corgi we owned, but Kit was just what our family needed. Sometimes I see a bumper sticker that says "Who rescued who?" in a paw print, and it makes me smile.

  4. Love the voice in this poem, Marian💞 Your poem reminds me of the time my sister and I had given shelter to five kittens whom we discovered one morning on our doorstep. *Sigh* 😊

  5. I do not know, to this day, what life would be like without a beloved pet-companion of my soul. This made we weep and smile simultaneously for all my animals lost and found.

  6. Such a woncerful read. My last cat, SamCat the Ripper had to be euthanized due to a tumor on his heart. My heart broke terribly. I always mourned my lost pets just as I mourned my humans. My husband said no more pets because they made me so sad when they died. I love that you loved Jinx for forever. We do love them that way, don't we? the voice in this is pensive. I cried while reading this lovely poem and remembering.

  7. Oh poor kitty......how I love the image of you, eyes shining, finding that wriggly puppy. It doesnt get any better!

  8. How beautifully you wrote this piece Marian. It is so important for children to learn about life and death and sadness and joy and this demontrates this so well.

  9. From low to high. I'm happy for you, so is Jinx happy, for both.

  10. My heart companion as a child up and through my first few years of marriage was my cat, Casper. Can't imagine poison - but glad you were allowed a second pet. Very sweet poem.


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