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The Cat Dance

There was a young girl who danced with her cat, but she just wanted to comb out a matte; they would whirl, swirl, twirl and spin, a contest neither would win; exhausted- on the floor they lay quite flat ! ____________________ February 21, 2021 Poetry/Limerick/The Cat Dance Copyright Protected, ID 02- All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

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Juliet Ligon

Date: 2/23/2021 4:44:00 PM

Aww, so cute.

Constance La France
Date: 2/24/2021 7:20:00 AM

Juliet thanks so much _ Constance

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/23/2021 1:17:00 PM

:) You sound like a lady who knows her cats! I've only had short-haired cats, but have seen many with matted fur. I wouldn't want to try to untangle it, for I would end up exhausted and on the floor too. Hugs, carolyn

Constance La France
Date: 2/23/2021 1:44:00 PM

Carolyn, I do love cats, sometimes have 3 at a time but now have only one, who is long haired and it does get matted and she hates having her fur brushed, it is always a battle I tend to lose, sometimes I just have to pin her down and do it, long fur cats are a lot more work than short fur cats that is for sure, and cutting her nails, well that is another struggle _Constance

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 2/22/2021 5:00:00 AM

Whimsical and fun. I imagine Snuggles helped write this one.

Constance La France
Date: 2/22/2021 3:07:00 PM

Caren, thanks for the compliment and Snuggles still has the matte, lol _Constance