Last night, after a fast run to Wally Worjd,
I open my front door to snarling,
Not just done by stray dogs,
It’s a Mexican stand off,
Poor Sadie,
Backing up to a wall,
Before I could blink one cat had Sadie in her mouth,
I literately saw hair dangling from a mouth,
Sadie still stood,
I saw pain,
I felt how I felt tore up with lies of an elder half sister,
Haven’t checked on her yet,
I do it in fear,
My poor Sadie just two years old,
What could cause so much hate,
For my half sister, it was that none I f her five husband’s put her in their wills,
And none stayed with her the five years she forced out mom to endure her bullying and financial abuse!
None of the cowards J called kin cared to stop it!
But the two cats that were gunning for my Sadie were her friends,
She loved them,
They were her family,
Last night sge wanted ti be by the kittens,
The other moms were in there too,
It’s like the lame laying with the lions.
Listen to “Sadie was tossed about like a rag doll” from Val’s Whitewolf Books on Anchor: https://anchor.fm/val-heike-whitewolf/episodes/Sadie-the-momma-cat-without-kittens-e23ruab/Sadie-was-tossed-about-like-a-rag-doll-a9qip9j
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