Christmas Cat

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Some Christmas humor for you. Stitches – the cat we can never forget. And she has been painted and poetry written about her. Very inspirational but quite a clown.

There was one Christmas that is seared into my memory. Early morning and we are preparing to join family when this cat starts yowling….

Stitches my cat

Was found with a mat

In a place on her coat where the kitty cat sat.

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She meowed and she cried,

And she poked at my side,

So I knew I must try to help her sore hide.

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I brushed her hair,

But the knot was still there,

So we searched for scissors to cut the spot bare.

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Sheri started to snip,

And she made a small clip,

But Stitches screamed out and tried a quick nip!

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It became very clear,

Though the thought was not dear,

That a vet was the one who could help her poor rear.

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So a battle we waged,

To get her encaged,

And that’s hard to do when a cat is enraged.

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We drove with the cat,

To the vet and we sat

And waited until she removed the large mat.

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The cat was now quiet,

But the bill was a riot,

For the price that I paid, I could’ve lived at the Hyatt.

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That’s the end of my tale,

It all ended well.

Do you want a nice kitty, I have one for sale.

©Charlotte Franck - Christmas Day 2007

That was one expensive vet trip, but it was also strange – driving through the Castleton mall area and not a soul in sight. Felt apocalyptic!

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This one was published in a children’s book…

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