I love my little kitty, she makes
my house a home.
She always is my best friend, I never feel alone.
She makes me smile, she makes me laugh,
She fills my heart with love ...
Did some breeder breed her, or did she fall down from above?
I've never been a breeder, seen
life through their eyes,
I hold my little kitty and just sit and critisize.
I've never known their anguish, I've never felt their pain,
The caring of their charges, through snow or wind and rain.
I've never sat the whole night
through, waiting for babies to be born,
The stress and trepidation when they're still not there by dawn.
I've never felt the heartache, of a little life in my hands,
This darling little baby, who weighs but 60 grams.
Should you do that instead of
this ....or this instead of that,
; Alone you fight, and hope one day, he'll grow to be a cat,
and bring joy to another being, and make a house a home,
You know it's all just up to you, you'll fight this fight alone.
Formula, bottles, heating pads,
you've got to get this right,
Two hourly feeds for this tiny guy, throughout the day and night.
In your heart you know, you're almost sure to lose the fight,
to save this little baby, but God willing ... you just MIGHT.
Day one he's in there fighting,
you say a silent prayer,
Day two & three, he's doing well, with lots of love and care.
Day four & five ... he's still alive, your hopes soar to the heavens,
Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands day seven.
You take this little angel, and
bury him alone,
With acheing heart and burning tears, and an exhausted groan,
You ask youself "Why do this? ... wh y suffer all this pain?"
But see the joy your kittens bring... it really self explains.
So, when you think of breeders
and label them with "greed",
Think about what they endure to fill anothers need.
When you buy a kitten and with your precious dollars part,
You only pay with money ... we pay with our heart.
THE BURGLAR
I heard him trying to break in. I ran to the cabinet ... grabbed my automatic ... slammed the clip in and chambered a round. I was scared as I snuck down the hall to the back door. I also grabbed a flash light. I opened the door as quietly and as slowly as I could. I tip-toed to the side of the house where I heard him still working on the screen. I turned the corner and put the flashlight and gun in his face, I yelled "HANDS UP" !!! ... as he turned to face me .....
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