Old Kitty - True story

by Mike O'Brien
(Christchurch New Zealand)

A Kitten entered our lives some years ago

From where she came I do not know
She was very thin and somewhat wild
Should we keep her as we have a child
Keep her we did for she had no where to stay
And she's been with us to this very day
She never comes in ,She prefers outside
When I venture outdoors she will run and hide
We feed her well, twice every day
She will only eat when we've gone away
My children love her, they have named her Kitty
But she won't come near them which seems such a pity

She spends her days living under our home
That's where she stays for she will not roam
I can see her now stretched out in the sun
I won't go near her for I know she will run
It seems so strange that after all this time
I can never really call old Kitty mine.
(c) Mike O'Brien
PS, I wrote this poem 5 years ago when she was about 7. Kitty is now about 13 years old and doing fine.



Mar 21, 2009
Another poem for joyce
by: Mike O'Brien ( New Zealand)

Hi Joyce,
They just keep coming.
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Owner Vs Cat
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My Cat just sat and gave me a stare
The penny then dropped,I was on his best chair
I thought, I'll stay here I'm not going to move
The cat can stay there, I have something to prove
I stayed in the chair ignoring the stare in his eyes His eyes changed from a stare to a look of surprise
I won the battle for this I was certain
But my cat won the war, he's just wrecked my new curtain.
Cheers again(c)Mike O'Brien

Mar 20, 2009
OLD KITTY
by: Joyce

Mike~~again you have captured my heart with you poem...i love every one of them...thank you...Joyce

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