When I call my little boy comes running,
Chester will be one in May,
It was a early June day,
Landlord was cleaning and closing up sheds,
Purpose.not to give female cats a place to give birth ,
Three kittens were brought to me,
A long haired orange fellow with pus oozing from his eyes ,
And two black and white kittens riddled with flees,
I could not get them to eat,
Had some amoxicillian antibiotics left from my eldest black cat,
I began giving that to Chester the forth ,
I loved him in an instant,
He had been found alone in a shed he is main coon,
The little black and white kitten pair were found way in the back of my friend Pete’s shed
I lost them,
Chester’s my buddy,
Val Whitewolf 