|~~ Floyd, at Leonora Moss, just before Valentine's Day, when he moved to our house ~~|
This is Floyd. He is the Patron Saint of Lost Cats Who Found a Home. Handmade by Hank Schlau, and hand painted by Karen Schlau, the original Floyd is a twenty-two pound orange tabby who lives in Natchez, Mississippi. According to the information that came with our new Patron Saint, Original Floyd got a very rough start. He was thrown off of a bridge and into Bayou Teche in Louisiana when he was a kitten, but bravely swam toward the bank and began to "holler." Rescued by Jackie Benoit, he went on to become portly, and take care of other rescue kitties, as well as humans who are unwell. A darn fine ending to the story, if you ask me.
Floyd, talented fellow that he is, wrote the poem that runs along the side of the plaque. Here is what it says:
Nicely done, Floyd!! The info also states that Floyd is considering applying to become a Poet Laureate, provided there is no actual work involved.
"I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.”
~~ Jean Cocteau