Friday, June 29, 2007
How to make a Gingercat
Where did we come from?
Why do we walk so far?
How were we trained?
Sometimes when we walk we meet people and they ask questions for it is strange to see three ginger cats so far from homes and houses, out in the wild lands.
Sometimes She says that She spent years training us to walk.
Sometimes She says that we are a special breed of Welsh walking cats, trained by shepherds in ancient times to do the work dogs do now.
Sometimes She says that we are not real cats but replicants.
Sometimes she talks of St Elvis where the Lady of Many Ginger Cats lives.
But one night, when we were all alone with Her, She told us a story which also might be true.
This is how to make a gingercat.
First find a large pot with a good lid. Then gather together these things
• The sharp edge of a blade, knife, sword or dagger.
• A thimble of salt water from the golden path of the setting sun.
• The shadows between tall stems of grass flowers.
• A clip of the sky at the very edge of the claw moon.
• A small piece of amber, ancient and glowing.
• A flick of flame from a driftwood witch fire.
• The soft breath sound of a whirring moth’s wings.
• A wish spoken once, softly in secret and never ever spoken again.
• Last of all a breath, just one, to bring all to life.
Put all into the pot and stir with the ochre feather fallen from a barn owl’s wing, withershins thrice.
Then bury the pot in the garden under the light of a full moon and wait.
When the night tips over from dark to light dig up the pot and open. Inside should be the smallest of ginger cats.