Going through an old foot locker, I came across an old scrapbook of poetry I’d written in the 80s.
Thought I’d share this one with you as it’s based on a true story:
A Cat’s Delight
(Written 15th August 1983)
Dad brought us home a puppy,
A tiny ball of skin,
It must have cost a packet as
His wallet looked awfully thin.
A bald chihuahua pedigree,
Which looked more like a rat,
One thing was for certain,
It didn’t impress the cat!
We put it in a shoebox
Padded out with cotton wool,
A dish of milk and Farley’s
Then put it somewhere cool.
We made sure he was comfy,
And off to bed we went,
Thinking of the price of it,
How much our Dad had spent.
Next day we got up early,
Before the crack of dawn,
To look in on ‘our baby’…
Oh no! The pup had gone.
We looked in all the cupboards,
Sheer panic filled the air,
Behind the fridge and cooker,
But no, he wasn’t there.
The cat looked smug and satisfied
She’d obviously had her fill
But God knows what our Dad will say
At having foot the bill
For Pussy’s tasty dinner,
A treat beyond compare…
She couldn’t tell the difference
Between mouse and pup with no hair!
My apologies to Chihuahua owners everywhere.
I can only imagine the tiny breaking of hearts at the findings. Poor things – and poor pup.
I’m not a fan of small dogs at the best of times, but they have their charm for a great many people. I don’t dislike cats either, it’s just that I prefer dogs. As this happened to a colleague of a friend’s father, I don’t know what happened to the family cat.
Oh Lordy. Reblogging!
Thought you might like it!
Thanks!!!
Horrible, but I liked it!
Reblogged this on Nutsrok and commented:
Reblogged from Pensitivity after she read my story about Ralphie the Rat
That was so funny in a sick kind of way! 🙂
I know. Thing is, it actually happened (not in our family though!)