A blast from the past

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.

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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8 Responses to A blast from the past

  1. 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.

  2. lbeth1950 says:

    Oh Lordy. Reblogging!

  3. lbeth1950 says:

    Reblogged this on Nutsrok and commented:
    Reblogged from Pensitivity after she read my story about Ralphie the Rat

  4. That was so funny in a sick kind of way! 🙂

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