My Cat Number 2

Hey you old cat... like I can't see you or something ! down there worming … around my feet and legs lovin' up on me ! We're still here...today you and me. Just like the days and years before. Sure I'm lookin' for a whole lot more....ain't that natural? We all want more than we can get... or need....But that's Ok, Ain't it. I'll still brush the dandruff out of my hair every morning. And I will shake the dust off of my feet every night. We all owe allegiance to our personal cleanliness and moral endeavors. And to see the culmination of aspirations long overdue in the making. So, with those few words I now bid adieu, adieu to you, and you, and you, and you. Wherever you are....and wish for each to find your shining star. copy rite: Charles G. Henderson Feb. 12, 2010.....Written in the vernacular and dedicated to my two cats... two ancient toms about 12 years old. Lord, I'm going to cry when they are gone.