š¾ This collection is part of the Injured Dignity series š¾ Haiku by Tyson the Cat Distress SignalFolded like a leaf.No one notices but me.And yetāI suffer. Why Must It Happen?One wrong roll and poof.My ear becomes origami.This is not noble. Attempted GroomingI lick. It flops back.I lick harder. Still it mocks.Fur is betrayal. Youāre…
Archives for January 2025
The Trouble with Ear Mites: My Story
Hello, dear furriends. Tyson here, bringing you a very important post from the soft side of my heart. Today, I want to talk about something that isnāt glamorous, isnāt fun, but is very real for many kittens and cats: Ear mites. I know firsthand how miserable they can be ā because when I was a…
Studio Mewsings: Chatting with Kouki
Hi, furriends! I love meeting new cats, especially ones with interesting stories, and today I got to chat with Kouki, a handsome fellow with a name that means both āhope and loveā and a cool Japanese car. He lives with two feline sisters, a big dog named Thorin, and a very creative human who happens…
Tiny Paws Poetry: The Cold Toe Beans Collection
š¾ This collection is part of the Elemental PurrspectiveĀ series š¾ Haiku by Tyson the Cat Betrayal Falls SoftThe sky dropped silence.White hush, cold as broken trust.I stepped. I regretted. Onset of RegretOne paw in the fluff.Instant chill through noble pads.Exit strategy? Hop of DespairSnow beneath my feet.I launch like a spooked rabbit.Where is the dry…
Snow and the Unfortunate Situation of Cold Toe Beans
The morning was suspiciously quiet. Too quiet. No birds chattering. No squirrels yelling at each other from the trees. Not even the usual sound of loud trucks threatening my sense of inner peace. Just… hush. A soft, bright hush that made my whiskers twitch with uncertainty. Naturally, I took this as a sign that Something…
Welcome to Tiny Paws Poetry
Short poems. Big feelings. Soft toe beans. Poetry, like a nap, doesnāt have to be long to be perfect. Tiny Paws Poetry is my collection of haikuāshort poems inspired by the daily dramas, quiet revelations, and occasional indignities of feline life. These poems are arranged into series, because while I may be small, my emotions…
Paws for Poetry: Reflecting on The Cat and the Moon by W.B. Yeats
Hello, furriends. Tyson hereāyour whiskered wanderer and humble student of poetry. Today, Iām padding quietly into the dreamier side of the poetic world, following the soft shimmer of the full moon. Weāll be exploring The Cat and the Moon by W.B. Yeatsāa poem that captures the quiet magic linking cats and the night sky. Settle…
My Little Woof: A Love Letter to the Best Toy Ever
I have many toys. Mice with crinkly tails. Balls that light up. Feathers on strings. A suspicious number of objects that arenāt technically toys but have been… repurposed. But among them all, there is one I cherish most: My little stuffed dog. Specifically, a small, fuzzy, noble-looking German shepherd. Love at First Pounce The moment…
Why Do Cats Fall Over When We Wear Clothes? A Feline Perspective
Hello, furriends! Tyson here, your ever-curious black cat blogger. Today, Iām tackling a question Iāve been pondering every time my Purrson puts a shirt or harness on me: why do I suddenly forget how to walk? One moment Iām strutting around like the king of the house, and the next, Iām flopping over like a…
Full Moon Meditation: The Wolf Moon
Greetings, human. It is I, Tysonāyour whiskered guide to tranquility. Tonight, we turn our paws and hearts toward the Wolf Moon, the first full moon of the year. This moon takes its name from the howls once heard echoing through deep winter forestsāwolves calling to one another in the long, cold dark. It is a…