tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14978771.post2206965093678335613..comments2018-02-27T16:37:25.377-08:00Comments on WendyKate: PoemUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14978771.post-38454367787281019782007-01-13T14:39:00.000-08:002007-01-13T14:39:00.000-08:00Great poem. Thanks for sharing. Reminds me a lit...Great poem. Thanks for sharing. Reminds me a little bit of this:<br /><br /> There was once a teacher of great faith and insight. Several disciples gathered round him to learn from his wisdom. It so happened that each time the small community met in prayer, the cat would come in and distract them. The teacher ordered the cat tied whenever the community prayed. Eventually the great one died, but the cat continued to be tied up at worship time. When the cat died, another cat was bought to make sure that the teachers wishes were still faithfully observed. Centuries passed, and learned treatises were written by scholarly disciples on the liturgical significance of tying up a cat while worship is performed <br /><br />(Post on NextReformation - an anecdote by Mike Riddell.)gerbmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08334242165831708434noreply@blogger.com