"Woodstock"
October 26 1999
DSH Cat
"I might be back for lunch," he said
As he wandered off behind the shed
A friendly cat of gray and white
He'd just stopped by to grab a bite.
He might stay gone for a day or two
Where he went we never knew
It was hard to watch him leave each day
Finally we decided he should just stay.
We named him Woodstock
Because his choice for a bed
Seemed to be the woodpile
Stacked beside our shed.
He moved indoors with the other seven
He must have thought it was kitty-cat heaven
With toys and perches and lots of food
And someone to play with whatever your mood.
Our young man grew handsome and strong
His time with us would not be long
He gave us joy and laughter and love
Until he was called by God above.
He's crossed the Rainbow Bridge to wait
For he will be there at the gate
When I am called by the man above
To reunite with those I love.
Woodstock died of cancer at age 3.
He is sadly missed by his human family
and his brother and sister cat family.
Phyllis
| Woodstock |
| Phyllis |