Shivery to much cold,
Twenty-first September,
Walmart in shorts,
To damn cold,
Was great to be in my car,
Windows tight up,
Saw one deer nouse near the road,
Wasn’t on the stretch toward home yet,
Just left Independence,Iowa,
Penny gave me some pads I needed and bought me ten fly strips,
The kids sit on top if water cooler,
It was empty and in its side,
Poop was in front of fridge,
I left it,
I had not intended on going out tonight,
Seven o’clock I’m done,
But Penny had gotten cat litter,
Its the kind I don’t get,
More expensive than what I get,
Kind that seens content in growing fly larva,
But she gave me pads I could cut up fir my ankles,
Been using cloth,
Can not in a million words tell you the pain ordinary water so I can remove cloth from my ankles,
Then I freeze,
One night my babies believed as I do I was cold,
Its mostly due to the cold water to loosen cloths placed upon my.ankles the night before,
I have Dude and a kitten on my now,
My older cats are cold,
They are eighty five inpeople years,
I.called and called,
Loo Loo Martin get in here, over and over,
Nothing,
I threatened long distance,
Loo loo Martin I will come get you like a baby in the kitty RV,,
Nothing,
Then wonders if wonders I looked over,
Loo Loo Martin was sitting on her princess and the pea kitty bed,
(Bunch of blankets) i have the desire for four or five totes,
Longbwith wheels for my.blankets,
And more clothes the that of this poor empathic poet whose famolies cats and fantastic hand picked adopted sister,
I had planned to eat realst if chicken from night before last,
Unfortunately, it was frozen on top shelf,
I waited a bit,
Shared some out,
Screwd some up for Loo Loo,
Ling Ling has I think better teeth then the good lady Loo Loo,
I still want to offer older animals a home,
Need a backer and my own bit of land,
Need to pay off my.home.and leave Quasqueton,
I’m a business want to better my credit not the land lords,
Thanks fir allowing this poet to tell of.my.day,
Val Whitewolf 