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Shabby Stuff

I got a new lion's cut shave yesterday (7/6/09)

I had a spensive lion's cut yesterday (80 feathers for the shave + 115 feathers for the anesthesia = 195 feathers!)
I like my new designer boots and I still have my shabby tail which is nice.

"Shabby" Poem by Rebecca Strecker

Rebecca Strecker [ http://poems2order.wordpress.com/ ] is a friend of all cats who has her own business composing poems, including poems about cats. She composed the following poem about me:

"Shabby"
by Rebecca Strecker (6/7/09)

Nobody knows where I came from,
and I'm not about to tell.
It's a story I keep to myself,
but it turned out quite well.

I found myself where Rick works
and I know I was a mess.
I was hungry and so dirty---
I'll be the first to confess.

Then Rick took me home to Cyndi,
and much to their surprise
I became a handsome kitty,
right before their eyes.

I grew to be nineteen big pounds—
a friendly ball of love.
And fit into their happy home
like a hand fits in a glove.

They say I'm not intelligent,
but how dumb can I be
when I arranged for Rick to take me in
and be a Dad to me?

I have such simple tastes it's true.
Dry Friskies suits me fine.
And unlike other Maine Coon Cats
on richer foods I will not dine.

My older sister, Kalin
left for Rainbow Bridge this year.
And even though I cannot see her,
I feel that she is near.

My new sister Katie Tulip
is as shy as she can be.
Why I often wonder
do the lady cats avoid me?

I love my daily brushing
and I really must admit
that getting shaved on my rear end
makes it chilly where I sit.

If your watching something on TV,
I hope the show is long
for I love to sit upon your lap
where we both know I belong.

I guess I'm just a big dumb guy
who had one great idea:
to get rescued and live happily
with Cyndi and Rick Garcia.