Thursday, July 05, 2007

Back Sliding

Now the cats have grown up graces,
Seldom falling on their faces.
Now they have explored the house,
Played with toys and killed a mouse.
Long ago they'd draped the hall
With toilet paper, towels and all.
And so imagine Granny's wonder,
At finding aluminum foil down under!
Oh, those bruisers, what disgraces,
Still spreading things in obscure places!


Ginnie said...

Your picture shows two contented kitties...I'll bet they enjoyed your poem as much as I did.

Joy Des Jardins said...

Oh so cute J....loved your poem. Little devils....