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I have an old, fat calico cat.  Her days are numbered but she does not care.  She is
total tranquility, at peace with herself and the world.  A good example for the rest 
of us I think, but oh my gosh, she is one lazy old girl who lives by her own rules . . .

she sleeps 90% of the time
(on a pink blanket in the center of my bed)
she meows, one meow when I touch her
But is quiet
She never eats too much at a time
But eats a lot over time
Has lots of toys she ignores
Watches the kitten from afar
And sometimes hisses when things get crazy
but she rules and not just the kitten
Likes to lie on her back with her feet in the air
Checks under the kitchen sink once a day
Stands in the bathtub (not sure why)
(I have a foot stool at the side of the bed)
And she steps on it to get on the bed
Loves to drink water from my glass
Wraps herself up in my front door carpet
prefers my chair 
Enjoys the sun on the porch
Has been known to eat bugs
And flower petals
(That make her tummy upset)
Gives me kisses 
And licks my ear
Is fascinated with my long hair
takes up most of the bed
Never, ever eat people food
Runs away when she hears a loud noise
does only what she wants
Rules mean nothing to her
Hates visitors
But will eventually say hello
Treats are tops in her opinion
And I don't care if she is fat
and old,  and sometimes sleepy
I love her to pieces

So, in ending, I have two cats, one is a fat old calico that is tranquility and one is a
 little grey kitten, that is stress.  But I love both of them equally.  And I know they
 love me with everything they have in their hearts.  Those eyes do not lie.


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June 14, 2015

Poetry/List/The Old Fat Cat
Copyright Protected, ID 15-682-087-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym


Submitted to the contest, No Rules, 
sponsor,  Rob Carmack

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