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How does one go about walking a cat

and why would anyone want to do that?

You put on the leash, it's as easy as pie;

cats don't like it. No one knows why.

First one paw, then two, then her head,

never mind her demeanor of hostility and dread.

She bites it and fights it and wants to play,

but we're determined, come what may.

We take them outside for some kitty fun;

instead, they lie down in the desert sun.

Baby gets sand in her beautiful black fur;

Taffy does nothing, unusual for her.

Both try to escape and run away;

we try in vain to get them to play.

Here you have Lenny, Taffy, Baby and me.

The curious wonder, "How can this be?

Who would take a cat for a walk?

Don't they know that kitties just balk?"

Parenting a cat takes wisdom and grit,

to figure out why they have such a fit,

when you leash them and take them outside,

their fidgeting and fussing are hard to abide.

Finally, exercise time is done,

I didn't; Lenny didn't, but did the cats have fun?

Who knows, for they never will tell.

At last, we can rest and sit a spell.

Walking a cat won't work off fat,

but it sure brings on the need for a nap.

We made a memory with our kitties today,

and a poem to record our Sky Valley stay.

 

 Written, Sky Valley Park, January 6, 2002

Jan and Lenny Antonsson

17178 Highway 59, Neosho, MO 64850 (Snail Mail)

The Glory Road

We always enjoy hearing from you!

jantonsson@aol.com

This page was uploaded to the web on 1/20/02

by Jan Antonsson, Webmeister

and last edited on 06/30/09.