Friday 13 August 2010

mowgli


I loved my cat

Just lying there

With his pointed ears

And his greying hair


He was sometimes ignored

As he was often demanding

And sometimes he stank

While he slept on the landing


When you went to the shops

He’d walk by your side

And while you were shopping

In the bushes he’s hide


He’d been shot with an airgun

And had a hole in his side

That caused trouble weeing

And he very nearly died


His breath, well it smelt

And his walk wasn't straight

When you tried to call him in

Well he'd always be late


You see his hearing it went

And his eyes they got dim

His mind it got muddled

And his body got thin


His nose became dry

And his eyes became glazed

And when he got scared

His hackles got raised


His persistent meows

They kept me awake

He was always after water

Which l'd give and he'd take


And he sometimes had seizures

And often he'd wet

Be distressed when he woke

But calmed down with a pet


And l treated him bad

Which l really regret

And spent a small fortune

On trips to the vet


But He was a mate

For twenty odd years

When l think of him now

l can't hold back the tears


We grew up together

And l got old too

I even miss his breath

That stank of his poo


He was sometimes demanding

And sometimes a pain

But l would give anything

To stroke him again


JD AUG 2010 (with thanxs to James Stewart)


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