These are two photos of Bigia and Biagio, two cats of mine... the journaling is an ancient Irish poetry and it says:
" Broken whiskers, Dirty paws,
Always staying out of doors.
Stalking in and out the flowers, Watching slimey slugs for hours.
Chasing dogs and climbing trees, He loves heroics such as these.
And what is more, He's sly and cunning.
Just open the door, and he'll come running.
Through the kitchen, past the stair, to sit upon your favorite chair."