Monday, November 23, 2015

More kitten

Got to get back into writing. 
Thanksgiving plans have changed. We are driving north to find the son, picking up the daughter on the way, This will be good. Very good. We may even bring leftovers home to the cats.

The kitten has a tail
Bigger than the rest of her,
A black stripe
Down her nose,
A chirp which serves
A constant reminder
She is there
For leftovers.
The kitten
Loves the bran sludge
In the bottom
Of the cereal bowl,
And anything round
She can pick up and carry
Bottle caps,
Milk rings.
She adores shredding napkins
And leaving them
By the side of the bed
For us to find.

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