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As the telling of the tale should go ~
lonely old ladies always have a cat
but I don't consider myself an old crow
so I'll ignore the tale ~ and that's that!

My Bella was a little homeless kitty
and I'd just left my home of four years.
I was sad, angry, and filled with pity
for myself and her so I ruffled her ears.

Green eyes that look into the depths of mine
a sweet meow that wakens me each morn.
She plays catch like a dog, and that's fine
until she wants to keep playing...Oh Darn!

She warms my feet at night like he used to do,
but she never yells and walks off in a huff.
She never makes me cry or even feel blue.
Since I found her our lives are not so rough.

Shades of burnt umber, grays and soft brown,
she's watching me as I describe her fur coat.
She makes me smile when I'm feeling down.
It's no wonder upon my sweet Bella, I dote.

A jump to the window sill then into my lap,
she snuggles for want of love and attention.
It's become her favorite place to take a nap
although for me it presents a distraction.

Sashay La Femme is my French name for her
because she casually struts in a feminine way.
Upon my chest she's stroked to make her purr.
If I don't shoo her off she'll stay there all day!

Bella Lane will soon reach the age of four.
She's quite the social butterfly with everyone.
A homeless baby kitten she is no more.
Come and meet her. She's ready to have fun.


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January 20th, 2016
I Love My Pet Contest
Sponsor: Laura Loo

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