Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Shark Owns Me

Shark, the contortionist cat, is sitting catty-wampus today.
His head is north, paws west, crossed in a weird southwestern way.
Wearing his glitzy tiara and a feathered boa of blue.
He will not take direction, and has a secret kill room, maybe two

He drags these little bitty animals up, and leaves their bodies for me.
Usually headless when I step on them, sometimes in two or three.
He brings snakes, rabbits, squirrels, moles, voles, and other critters too.
Shark, such a prissy haughty character. I am his clean-up crew.

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Constance La France March 23, 2019 at 7:51 AM Caren, written by a true cat mommy, I have had cats that were purring balls of fur inside and killers outside, bringing me all kinds of headless things. Well it is the ultimate act of love, Shark is bringing you food in a shark twisted mind. My Snuggles cat does not go outside but she still brings me her toy mice and what a commotion that is with whimpering and meowing. I have to stop everything to I tell her, oh good kitty, thank yooooou ! Love your poem ~ Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2019 at 8:45 AM Thank you Constance. I appreciate your visit; I know you have to be a fur-mommy to really understand the wonderfulness of this poem in honor of my little baby killer.

Rhona Mcferran March 22, 2019 at 10:16 PM Love the image of you being ruled by this glitzy tiara'd/ feather boa'd sassy creature... although I don't envy your clean-up crew duties!! ;O Fantastic write! Caren Krutsinger March 23, 2019 at 4:04 AM This cat is something else. He has a hiding place above the garage, and I can hear him coming minutes before I watch him climb across the tightrope ledge then disappear into a pile of junk to finally land at my feet minutes later.