Thursday, November 26, 2009

POETRY FRIDAY

We have a little stray cat in our neighborhood that stops by now and then hoping for a handout. I was glad she came by tonight. I can't imagine how hard daily life must be for her. I wanted to take her picture, but I was afraid the flash would frighten her, so instead I just sat with her while she ate. I wish I could give her a home, but two cats are all I can handle.

Thanksgiving Night

Stray cat and I sit
on the back porch sharing
leftover turkey.
Her purr tells me she’s thankful
she won’t go hungry— tonight.


My kitties, Butterscotch and Daisy enjoyed their holiday meal. They ate with gusto but didn't seem quite as thankful as the little stray.




3 comments:

  1. Love the poem, Linda!

    I'm glad you were able to give the stray a bit of a celebration. Hope she finds a home soon.

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  2. Linda,

    It's sad that there are so many stray animals. Thanks for feeding one cat in need.

    Enjoy the holiday weekend.

    P.S. I like your poem.

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  3. Susan,

    Thanks so much for your comment. It breaks my heart that so many animals go hungry every day.

    Elaine,

    I would love to adopt her, but if I did, I'd be the one homeless. : )
    Not everyone in the house loves cats as much as I do.

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