For the Love of Kitties

Love brought many kitties; each one special. Some colors solid, others were brindle. They come in big sizes and some of them small. No matter how they look, I like them all. My first fluffy kitty was beautiful, white. One eye was blue and the other one green. He grew to become a beautiful sight. His silky soft fur in sunlight would sheen. A once feral kitty came to live at my house. She’d run, slip, and slide excited, wide eyed. One day with great pride she brought home a mouse. Unhappy day; she let it go inside! There was that winter and the Christmas tree. Our kitty knocked some ornaments around. It was really a funny sight to see. Until she knocked the whole tree to the ground! Some cats are mousers, but others think twice. Some live in houses and some with wildlife. Cats can be naughty or they can be nice. Either way they are fun, the spice of life. 1/8/2017 Written especially for Brenda Chirl-Carrol’s granddaughter & For the Love of Kitties Contest