good grief, what next?
by Maureen Glaude
praying for a long Christmas ribbon
to pass safely from our glutton cat
who knows better
Author's Note: a little long for a haiku so for now, just a three-line poem. Trouble is, it's true, but the risk is over now, she's fine -just crazy. But it can be very dangerous to them, cause obstructions. Put your bows, ribbons, poinsettas, and tinsel way out of reach, cat-lovers. She's six and never done this before.
Posted on 12/18/2003
Copyright © 2021 Maureen Glaude
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Agnes Eva on 12/18/03 at 08:39 PM|
hahaha! exact same thing with our cat. we finally put it together: she likes to play with string. she like shiny cigarette wrappers. =she wants to eat long silver christmas angel hair. makes her little poops into sausage-links. but Very dangerous. trying to sweep daily here....
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/20/03 at 01:45 AM|
A poem with a lesson. Nice work!
|Posted by Kate Demeree on 12/20/03 at 04:47 PM|
*softly smiling* I like the poem Mo... and the advice... just one question how in the world do you ever put anything out of cat's reach? lol....