My dog would not eat my mouse,
He does all day protect our house,
The cat I did kitten-sit did eat my mouse,
Never again would I allow it in our house…
Rufuz wanted to pay it back,
Eat it just the same as it did to the poor mouse,
But I intervened and sent it packing,
Sent it back to its own family I did,
I even did not on Ebay put it up for bid…
We did bury the mouse,
Gave it full honors,
It did its job quite well,
Hope the cat does develop,
A furball the size of the Liberty bell…
© ed ~ 3/22/06
Love Tinka
love joanne
Birgit and Roger
love and peace, Carole
You've been known to eat while sleeping walking in your house.
Or perhaps it could have been - those pet ants in your pants;
But I'm guessing you ate it, Brother, in your sleep walking trance.
dog, a man's best friend.
cat, a man's best freeloader.