Christy, Christafur, Cat

Christy, Christafur  Cat.

Was a southern cat.
Her ancestors came from the south of Spain.

His Great, Great, Grandfather was a
venturesome Cat who came across the Seven Seas.

Not Long after that he met another southern 
Cat This one from the heart of Georgia.

As the years came and went History was
 recorded by some other Cats.

To which Christy, Christafur, Cat asks.
Why is that? How do you know that?
Can you prove that? Is that a fact? 

My dear Christy, Christafur, Cat I
really don’t know. You are  such a Loveable
Cat. That is that. YOU CAT!

John H. Hardison..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Ellison Avatar
January 12, 2015 at 9:19 PM
Got a very big kick out of this "Christy, Christafur, Cat" tale or tail! More please!!!
Hardison Avatar
January 14, 2015 at 11:58 PM
TYFC (thanks for your comment) Christy was an inside cat. Lived 20 years. So lovable had to wite something about her. Maybe it was all true. Ha
Allison Avatar
January 7, 2015 at 7:24 PM
Cute write - I love cats but sadly have an allergy to their fur:-( Hugs jan xx
Hardison Avatar
January 8, 2015 at 6:56 AM
Thanks much. Christy lived fur 20 years whatever fur
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