A cute, cunning, conniving cat Spied the chair upon which I sat Leapt up on the counter by where I dined Purring, prancing, and biding his time
Not long after I had to arise To fetch another thing lying nearby It happened so fast without time to think That orange, hairy furball had taken my seat
He didn’t seem to think it unfair That he was the one now resting there And all I could do was simply declare That cat may never have gotten my tongue But it certainly took my chair
Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs.
This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends.
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Sounds like our Livi. She waits like a cat until Grandma gets out of his chair and then steals his seat. She’s tickled pink about it too. Debbie Sent via the Samsung Galaxy S21 FE 5G, an AT&T 5G smartphone
Sounds like our Livi. She waits like a cat until Grandma gets out of his chair and then steals his seat. She’s tickled pink about it too. Debbie Sent via the Samsung Galaxy S21 FE 5G, an AT&T 5G smartphone
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