A Tiny Tiger Raggedy, scroungy, half-starved you were hardly recognizable. A sorry excuse,for a feline. You knew, I didn't want you loitering on my door-step. Everytime I came out, you would weave between my ankles. Daring me, NOT to like you oh, I tried-- I really did. But you wove your way, right into my heart. I loved you despite my own objections. I loved your tenacity,and ferocious purring capacity. Many times, I would shoo you from clothes baskets. Threatening to "take you for a ride", or "Drop-kick you into the next millenium". But you always knew that I loved you. You always forgave me With a nudge of your head against my cheek. And now, I'll never scratch your favorite itch, just so. Or chase you out of the plants, in the window. Or snuggle with you on the loveseat after the kids go to bed. Or listen to you purr so comforting. I'll miss you my friend... By: Graci copyright 2000 -- Lorrie Workman |
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