You teach with love

Three thoughts, Humans and animals come to you first, Then they learn, Gentling down first step, Cats,horses you pay them no mind, They desire to be in your space, Then they look at you all the time, They hunger for your attention, You teach not with a rod, Only with love, But kindness and love,

Wealth

For me is determined by being happy, I just was reclining with two kittens and a main coon, I was beyond pleased, Tomorrow my happiness increases, Money isn’t the means to my happiness, A baby was found Little orange boy, My heart always has room, So same cold out, Nother stretch of cold heading for

Other syblings

Raped by man called father, Went to prison for it, State of Iowa allowed him to adopt one more to brutalize! Head and owner of Wildlife sanctuary here in Iowa has saved hundreds, Scared at night, Been married over thirty-five years, Five children their mom, Still scared of noises, Saves animals All animals! Rare fined,

All Night long,all night, I heard in kitty talk-

‘Mom whose that white cat!’ ‘There’s a big Tom in your room!’ ‘He is handsome!’ ‘I saw him first!’ ‘Why’d you bring those home!’ ‘Don’t you love us anymore!’ ‘Where’d that bird go? Cats say the darndess things!

Just talking to Chester

He hung last night, Front of the house, Where ever you live its your home, Top of the trees behind my mobile home stand several trees, With fifty mile an hour winds they bend to and fro, First time squirrel builders who build to far on a limb homes are swept away, There’s a reason

I love babies

The wee kitten with the grace of good will nearly two weeks ago after a week of horrid Iowa cold zero to ten degrees the little kitten was caught, I will never forget the look she gave me as she ran, Stopped glanced back, Then disappeared round the corner, Next day she so wanted to

Bossy cat from Bolton,

Bolton,Iowa, Every place is know for something, You figure, Bolton a dot on the map of rural Iowa, Where like small town folk they imagine sitting outside their homes is just like sitting on an invisible, Whether dressed or in nasty looking boxers and shirts with holes, Just awaiting an out of towner like me

Penni’s touch

Miss Penny I figures a year, Her baby Molly neat seven eight maybe, When I walk past her she reaches out and taps my arm, Just saying hi I guess, I love rescuing everyone needs someone one to give freely of love I got. My home will always hold just enough love, I might not

Whipping,Whipping, Whipping Trees

You might travel the world to find, A February day colder then this, But this you might think is not even Thanksgiving, Puts me in mind of movie with Denise Quad, You know the one when mother earth got fed up and reacted to our fucking with mother earth causing Global warming, Mother earth goes

Momma kitty

Smartest of all species, Females, Might not speak the lingo, Like female tourist every where, Convey object of need, Been trying several days to reunite, Momma and babe, Miss Penni hollers in the hall when knows babies on porch, Hollers on dresser by window when babies is near, Chicken in live trap , Missed by