March 29th 2011 4:10 pm
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Mommy tried to take dictation, but her stupid work wouldn't let her get on Catster. Whats wrong with them?
So, I was wondering, where is my Secret Admirer?
I was wondering if it was Tink. But then I saw...Tink has Finney. Great party by the way, Finney.
I'm wondering if it's oen of the little girlcats I don't know so well, but would like to!
Whoever you are, bring some chicken, would you? It seems a long time since we had any, like Friday or something. Even when I meow up at Daddy, he just says 'Ruffy, you ate 3 times today already!" But daddy, it wasn't chicken!
So, please, secret admirer, could you bring me some chicken?
I sure could do with some.
So, I wrote this:
To my unknown little delicat fur
All day long I sit and purr
Wondering who you might be?
Are you black or calico or orange like me?
It's a riddle and it makes me wonder
and makes my heart pound like thunder
Oh, and it makes my heart quicken
Just like when I think of chicken.
Ah sweet girlcats!
And I toast the Queen of them All...
The Immortal Hazel Lucy. Sigh.
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Tou can have my chicken too!!! But stay out of the nip!!!
Wait, anon....is that you, sweetie? Is that you? If it is, please don't be sniffin!
I mean, it's different with Hazel Lucy. She's married, and it's but a boyich cat echo of wistful kitten love, such as the kind you have on that wonderful cat that sits outside your window, grooming her paws when you're a kit.
No my wee lass...where go you? Who ARE YOU???
MOL! Great poem!
chicken is the best isnt it?
MOL! Love your poem Ruffy!