Harry
3-2-09
De-clawed, neutered and shaved,
He needed desperately to be saved….
He was only suppose to be a foster cat…
But then he looked at me and that was that…
Foster became forever and 3 cats became 4…
Really, I thot, “what’s just one more?”…
Even de-clawed he hunted for years,
Once bringing a duck that reduced me to tears…
He loved the dog and liked the cats…
And every week I combed his matts…
He slept right beside me each and every night…
And ruled the cat kingdom as his God given right…
His long yellow fur and white whiskered face,
He could walk thru the room without any trace…
His meow was tiny for his 18 pounds,
But all of his needs had a special sound…
He left me this March the way he came in…
All alone and so very thin…
He waited for me to go, then on my bed quietly died…
I loved him so much, a million tears I have cried…
To a gentle cat we say good-bye…
Off on a prayer, a wing and a sigh…
In God’s hands you now rest,
Harry my cat, you’re with the best!
| Sue |