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Midnight & Me
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Midnight & Me |
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LynnFromCT Member
since 2008-02-18
Posts 53CT, USA |
She’s black all over With thumbs on paws Her name is Midnight And she has no claws She’s on full alert She’s a birds fateful foe Forsaking all others ‘cept the mouse that she choose Creeping through the forest Of my very own back-yard She’s ever so delightful She’s always on guard She looked like a rat Meowing like insane She was wet and muddy So I got her out of the rain Oh and when she talks We all know to listen Because she’s the boss Yes, she’s the missus’ So what was that thing All black and soaking wet A kitty cat to my surprise that never was a pet We do what she wants She runs the show To her we just hop For she has us on the go She’s want real food Won’t eat from a can She wants fresh water Now - hurry up man She eats at the table Sitting on her kitty mat Please pass the butter And don’t worry about the fat She pawing the table Sipping out of your bowl Make sure not you don’t forget To hand her a roll Since when is cat Not a cat that you see She’s more like my friend That’s Midnight and me |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I have a rescued cat named Soleil. She is very smart and learned to use the toilet all by herself. The only problem is when I really need to go and make a mad dash for the bathroom she runs ahead and jumps on the toilet, Just to show me who's boss, I guess. Enjoyed your story about your little foundling. She sounds delightful. Ida |
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