What did he Sense…?
Awakened at four,
Rufuz standing by the door,
Maybe he needs out,
Of that there seems no doubt…
Once outside he wants with his ball to play,
No hint of morning yet, sky a steel gray,
A slight breeze tinkling the neighbors chimes,
Maybe a storm heading our way, who’s to say…?
So what did he sense?
Maybe an offbeat breath in my sleep,
He did so and awoke me for my own good,
Cooler it’s gotten in the last hour,
Rufuz lying at my feet, maybe there in my defense…?
What would I do without my boy?
His hair into everything, my shoes his toy,
He takes quite good care of me, he surely does,
Doing so with what seems great joy…
So true it is; what would I do without my hairy boy…? J
© ed ~ 4/21/05
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Take care,
Sherry
My cat Pride always greets me whenever I come home from work. He follows me everywhere. Knocks on doors if he wishes to be let in. He even plays catch mouse like a dog with us. We throw the mouse, he catches it and then brings it back to us. I've never had a cat that plays like a dog, he's the first one. My hubby suggests that we go out to buy a frisbie, to see if he would play catch it. It is so much fun to play with Pride. Sometimes I don't even think that he knows he's a cat. Heeeheee!
Sandie Angel :o)
Like yesterday my dog for no reason started to pamper me...and at about the same hour...my eldest son was in a car accident...he is okay...but at that same hour i received a message from my daughter...telling me her ex sister-in-law..commited suicide!!
So that tells you something huh?
Love Tinka