I wrote this about a year after I had adopted my 2nd kitty, Sassy Cat. (1985-1997) She was a kitten when I adopted her, colored like a Russian Blue with a "cymrix" (?) tail. Her tail was only 3" (or so) long, and was twisted around like a cartoon pig tail. She was one of my favorite cats ever and I will always miss her...
I wrote this when I was 19, and it is from "her" point of view.
For Sassy Cat...I miss you.
What is this thing I have found?
An evil serpent on the ground,
Slithering slowly t'ward my domain.
"Cease your approach!" I warn that thing.
Yet heed my warning it does not,
So slowly, slowly I begin to stalk
From behind of course, there's no other way
For a hunter cat to attack her prey.
"I'm closing in, prepare for death!
Intruding here you will regret!
You're soon to meet my razor claws,
Tucked within these dainty paws."
I grab it with my right paw first,
Then toss it 'round upon the hearth.
I lock it's head within my jaws
And on my back with all four paws
I massacre an evil being.
"Hey, look Mom! I killed your string!
Aren't you proud of your hunter cat?
Who else could help you knit like that?"
Brenda Frasier Engelke
Copyright ©2005 Brenda Frasier Engelke