Wink

Let's see..which one do I write about; we got ten. The four in the house can cause quite a stir, and every one is worthy of paper and pen, But the last shall come first so I'll talk about her. That little black fur coated thing was two months when we found her, With four other siblings thrown from a car and left to flounder, She was one of five kittens huddled together on the road side, When my bride rode up on her horse, they didn't even try to hide. Just meowed "we're hungry and scared. What took you so long?" This little one got me because it was just so danged wrong! She worked her way over to me dragging a hind leg and missing an eye! Some folks can be so damned mean it makes you want to cry. Gail rode back to the house to get them a cage, and our animal loving neighbors came over in a rage. They took two of them to add to their fifteen. That left us with two scrappers and this little queen. We called the humane society and as usual, they were filled, so we had to keep them; we didn't want 'em killed. That little furry one eyed gimp's trying hard to win my heart, But of course I won't let her; didn't like her from the start. It's been a couple months now; she's much stronger and bolder, She probably thinks I'll come to like her just because, when I walk to the barn, I let her ride on my shoulder.. She'll never get me to like her,.. that furry little mink,.. but... if it ever did...I think I'd name her... "Wink".