Kitty Poetry and Haiku December 09 2012, 0 Comments

Allie- I love sitting in the window feeling the cool air ruffle my fur, and, all the scents that come drifting over. I can smell that wet, musty possum that hides under the neighbor's porch, Champ's old poop that was never scooped up and the rotten odor of crows up in the oak tree that's almost dead.


                                                                           Hoss- The dinner bell rings softly
                                                                                      Ribbon tossed aside
                                                                                      Stomach growls feed me!