Grumpy cat was stalking,
Must be well!
From room to room grumpy cat yelled,
Mom where you at?
Mr.Black my oldest cat’s grammar’s what it is!
At first as I snuggled with Sadie I thought it s that Sophie?
Nope not Sophie,
Knew it wasn’t the babies,
Babies were still incarcerated in office,
Smallest room I got,
Emily never looks of or whines,
And it wasn’t Teddi,
What gave him away was he has no front toe nails so when he scratches something all you hear is “pad,pad, pad.”
His first well I can not think of a single nice thing to call her,
His abuser declawed him,
And other things,
So when I called ‘Black come to mommie!”
His black hair is coming back in,
He no longer resembles a chicken with a cats head,
He was telling me he was cold,
It or I was so warm last night I turned heat down to fifty,
He has had lox,
New bedding down,
Poked his head in the babies food,
Now he is awaiting me putting milk in my tea.
All’s right with his world.
For me I’d love to have someone to share moments with,
I shall miss you all untill I can write on WordPress again.
When I do I will use my families lake in Sawyer County in northern Wisconsin,
Drum roll please,
Cub Lake Ente_________,
Just in case someone tries to steal my new writing site.
Well my eggs are done,
Big hug from me and the gang,