The sun
moves too quickly
for cat naps
Harley possesses
nine-tenths of a shoe, though her
position flip-flops.
Week 50 #4.
Wheatpaste-affixed art.
Burger-topped pizza parlor.
None is gluten free.
Week 36 #5.
October has a
new best friend, at least until
the last page is turned.
A little limerick about murder. We have narrowed it down to two suspects, but the true identity of the murderess may never be known.
Once two antagonistic girl cats
felt they needed something to poke at.
So they ran through the house
‘til they scared up a mouse.
(The leftovers? Dropped on the bath mat.)
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Photo behind the jump, because it’s a bit graphic.
Caturday is just
Another day of being
The universe’s center.
Now we know a place
to eat in Surfside, Texas.
The black cat? Bonus.
Cats like Harley hate staying inside,
but it’s there that she’s forced to abide.
When from her cage she’s freed,
she soon finds herself treed
and her owners “I told you so” chide.
