Wally
Wally is pretty; he is a boy kitty. He is quite husky and round. And, he makes a loud purring sound; it’s strong and lasts very long. If there was a purring contest, I think he might win as best. He is mostly white with some black on his back. A good color to see him at night; you don’t trip over him when there’s little light.
He loves in his special kitty way; and gives without knowing he is giving. Unlike people, he exists without knowing he is living. Wally is wonderful, without one thought about being anything.
I know Wally will never stray. The door was once left open; he left, but returned before the end of the day. In my bed, he can often be found. He comforts me by merely being around. That’s cat magic! Oh, I almost forget to say; Walter once gave a dog a slap with his paw for growling while sitting on my husband’s lap. What do you think of that?
Wally…my brave kitty cat!
09/12/15
Barbara Campbell
Contest: My Pet
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