Follow-up Post to

‘I’m a Grandpa’

“One cat just leads to another.”

                    Ernest Hemingway

My spouse was in total shock

When she arrived home last night,

To find five more tiny felines,

And me cackling with delight.

She immediately pummeled me

With her powerful right cross.

After she finished beating me up,

I reminded her who’s boss.

Now I’m black and blue and white,

Just like the five new kitty cats,

And my body hurts like hell,

There’s no doubt about that.

But as I’ve reminded her

More than a time or two,

I can’t resist helping critters,

It’s just something that I do.

I once had a faithful old dog

Who saw me through a bitter divorce.

I had to fight for this pooch

In a very nasty Divorce Court.

After surgery, I hemorrhaged,

As I slept soundly in my bed.

If this dog hadn’t woken me,

I would surely be dead.

When I lost this sweet old dog

My depression was beyond belief,

And that’s when a kitten showed up,

Who soon healed away my grief.

My heroic dog’s complete story,

As well as that of my compassionate cat,

And dozens of other tales of intriguing critters,

Are in my animal book, as a matter of fact.

I felt compelled to write it,

In my attempt to praise and explore,

The many merits of all living creatures,

In the cities, deserts, mountains, and shore.

I believe we should all repay compassion

Shown to us as we journey through life,

And I thank God every day for these critters,

And for my normally very understanding wife.

But right this very minute,

She’s not the only one upset.

If my dogs’ looks could kill,

I’d fall down dead, I bet.

But they’ll soon get over this,

As will my lovely wife.

It truly is a Wondrous,

Critter-filled life.

“Sweetie, how does my black eye look today?”

“Shut up, you old ape, or I’ll smack you again!”

“Yes, dear.”

“And walk the dogs; they look depressed.”

“Yes, dear.”

“And clean up that kitten mess!”

“Yes, dear.  Hey, wait a minute.  Look at this!

Isn’t this kitten poop precious?

Maybe I should have it bronzed!”