No one died, Expert at mother hood. Penny lost three one at birth, Two stolen, hid, Found dead, Schnuggles had five, At birth I found one ate in half, I figured she accidently ate to much if bag killed.her own, I will never know, Four are alive and healthy , Lilly was malnutrition from horridContinue reading “Ruth had five”
Category Archives: Spirit
Precious
She was found under a trailer last year, She is mane coon, Sweetest face, It was her sister I took in a kennle to my TV room, Lady,Lady is a short haired mane coon grey abd white stripes, No babies yet, Sounds of her sisters babies I hope will urge her to get busy, PreviousContinue reading “Precious”
Explained
I am often followed by my furfamily to the bathroom, Looked up at with concern, As my face rusts and turns and I feel like my head is spinning! Tonight my little Amish kitty Francis sounds like she is talking to squirrels in the morning, In my bedroom/office only window, It’s a squeeze and aContinue reading “Explained”
Love my car
No new car smell, Passenger side floor cluttered, Thudding over my right ear is banging, Great place for naps alone, No one bothers me! I close my eyes and take a nap in my imagination because Mr.Boots has been awaiting breakfast since 4 am. Git take in Walmart groceries, The Ucard refused my groceries, Fortunately,Continue reading “Love my car”
A true mom
My Penny cat this afternoon, Leaped from her basket of kittens, To another basket if wee babies, Fierce like a lioness rushing to the four gables aid, They were all safe, Then the next moment Penny stretched out, Upon my Sam’s club fake bear blanket and like a true hero, Without one ounce of menaceContinue reading “A true mom”
My hearts in a Meow,
I get angry, Takes no time for it to dissipate, Sometimes, I momentarily feel like a cloud ready to burst, Then, in no time, Like ice, I melt, Saw squirter guns today, To short, Screaming works, Hard to stay mad, Love my kitties so much,
Mouths wide open
Looking up, Eyes do bright, Futures ahead, Baby kittens wait, Mom’s return,
Growing old Iowan poet
Grandma Grandma’s love babies
Kitty lulabye
Eight in kitty zip up red house, Roaming around,two weeks old, Cute as can be, Only song I could think of was: Leaving on a jet plane, Loud, Then quiet, Then I snuck out, Mom’s went jogging, As kitty mommy’s do! Kittens blue grandma Sherry’s sheet dropped over the top for warmth, All babies sleepContinue reading “Kitty lulabye”
Val Whitewolf 