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Cat Food

"Cat Food" It was five in the morning, My cat was crying for food. Put on my new slippers. Headed for my kitchen. Her greenish eyes flashing. Tail, thumping with joy. Cut my hand when opening a can. She didn't care at all! I gave her food in her leopard bowl, Ravenous she, bloody me! June 28, 2020 6am PST

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Paul Callus

Date: 6/28/2020 4:57:00 PM

What a cute poem this is Panagiota! All was fine till that can zipped your hand...still you didn't panic, as many others probably would have done! Like you I do have to get up to see to Smokey (our family cat), but never as early as that :) ~ Regards // paul

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 9:11:00 PM

Pat your Smokey for me! Glad you liked it, Paul. I have very weird hours, besides having a weird mind. Irene was so unfriendly when we got her a few years ago.has really grown to be a snuggle bug, Pangie x

Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/28/2020 1:49:00 PM

Great last line! … Hope the cat's healed... Too bad she can't take care of your basic needs the way you take care of hers. Oh, well... Cute poem, Panagiota! :) Gershon

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 9:04:00 PM

Hello Gershon, cat is fine, ..it's me with the cut. Nothing dreadful! She does provide a quite tenderness and serenity. Too bad she can't cook for me or clean house.)))))) Have a terrific week ahead. Shalom, Panagiota xx

Robert L. Hinshaw

Date: 6/28/2020 9:30:00 AM

I love cats and cat poems! I've also been dinged a few times opening cans for my dear old cat Jeff and many others we've had over the years but when all is said and done there is none of God's creatures more magestic than a cat! I like their independent and snobbish stance. Great write, Panagiota.

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 10:15:00 AM

A fabulous Cooment by a great Poet..I love their air of regality. When they snuggle, I am in heaven. Cut fingers? Not..I am an addict to calicos and dark torties...cats eyes.mmmm..Mystical moonbeams ))

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 6/28/2020 9:08:00 AM

Ouch! Enjoyed your poem. Off to walk my dog... ;), xomo

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 9:37:00 AM

So glad you did-))) Now, walk doggie. Woof!

Tom Cunningham

Date: 6/28/2020 8:41:00 AM

A contented cat and a bleeding Panagiota, get out the bandaid quick, why are tins razor sharp, ouch. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 8:49:00 AM

Ah, so you understand? Those little cans look sweet and so angelic! Bandaid! Ouch! Yes.

Anthony Biaanco

Date: 6/28/2020 8:14:00 AM

Hi Panagiota, This is a great little poem the things we do for our cats!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 6/28/2020 8:20:00 AM

Hi Anthony! Yes, indeed, this is my fifteenth cat or more or more over many decades. Oh, Lord! Now she is here licking what's left of coconut yogurt?LOL.. Thinks she is human ..tee-hee.