one go about walking a cat
would anyone want to do that?
on the leash, it's as easy as pie;
don't like it. No one knows why.
one paw, then two, then her head,
mind her demeanor of hostility and dread.
bites it and fights it and wants to play,
we're determined, come what may.
them outside for some kitty fun;
they lie down in the desert sun.
gets sand in her beautiful black fur;
does nothing, unusual for her.
to escape and run away;
in vain to get them to play.
have Lenny, Taffy, Baby and me.
curious wonder, "How can this be?
would take a cat for a walk?
they know that kitties just balk?"
a cat takes wisdom and grit,
figure out why they have such a fit,
leash them and take them outside,
fidgeting and fussing are hard to abide.
exercise time is done,
didn't; Lenny didn't, but did the cats have fun?
knows, for they never will tell.
we can rest and sit a spell.
a cat won't work off fat,
sure brings on the need for a nap.
a memory with our kitties today,
poem to record our Sky Valley stay.
Sky Valley Park, January 6, 2002
Highway 59, Neosho, MO 64850 (Snail Mail)
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