It was asked.of.me the other day, Do you know how to put on a doorknob, I said Yes! I wanted to say your day had sons, My dad had a Val, At l nine dad understood how.l convient it was to have a Val, His world expanded, Mom alwats said Dad was like Tom Sawyer,Continue reading “A Val”
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Straight up the coats
Silly George, Long-haired George, Leaps from the ground,mgrabs a paw of cloth, Like a mountain climber, he goes Hand over hand he pulls, To the top of the bathroom door, And over the top of the hooks.he lays, Its the coolest I have seen a kitten do, Some.will jump then lay on top of theContinue reading “Straight up the coats”
TBI
For years nothing but feeling the wall ramming, This year crippling pain from the back lower left of my brain, Waukon,Iowa firemen rammed my head into the wall extracting me from our smoke gilled.home, I was dead, Took aboard a hellicopter, I had burnt lungs, They put nine metal staples in my .neck, I hadContinue reading “TBI”
Francis
An all white Amish kitty, Well, no, not Amish in that it was her lifestyle choice, Miss Francis last winter on a truely cold Iowa blustery winter day when Penny was off, We went shopping cat food out at the Amish, It’s much smarter to purchase cat or dog good out there than even atContinue reading “Francis”
Kittens fine
Found drey kitten on eith his famoly.two jours ago, Then I ate and fell asleep Have a good day Temperature is eighty-two, Will climb to nighty-three, This July.twenty-eight or twenty twenty-three,
Drinking milk
Kittens on hot days love cold milk, They hold the baby bottle between their hands, They soon find tiltingbtheir heads to the side hives best flow, They live their kitty beds clean, They will not get excited if the human uses the sweatshirt frlir a bed, It’s rumpy, Their cool with that,
Eighty-three
Eighty-three in my mobile home today, Flues seem to love heat , Like my full blooder Norweign grandma, Well, it’s tome to feed kittens, The three bab I rs I have in.a nice clean cage , Two o two p.m. July twenty-third twenty twenty third All things are a part of history,
Lost of one of Lady’s babys
Lily was feeding seven, But in truth not, Lily has no patcients, Just lost baby Seth, Two weeks old, For kittens, milk is life, Not enough kittens can not survive, This sweet, mousy colored wee baby tried, But found no strength to even maintain a nipple, Have to assemble the carrier to use to bringContinue reading “Lost of one of Lady’s babys”
Then they were all dust
Penny struggled to keep the last kne, Kitten baby alive, She just went to feed him, Now he is witb his little family in spirit, Saddens me veyond words,
Ruth’s first
Still lives, How odd, Her first is alsi her last, And she wanted none!
Val Whitewolf 