I was allowed to get a kitten during my first year of high school.I called him Leni. He was a long haired grey. I wrote this poem for him when I was almost 13.
LENI
His eyes are like brocade,
Yellow gold, turquoise blue.
His movements are like water,
Rippling, faults few.
He is the colour of the moon wind,
Beside Ra he once sat,
His name is Leni
And he's my cat.
Sometimes if you watch him
You'll find happiness in a dead crinkled leaf.
If I was to loose him
It would bring such grief...."
A big cat beat him up not long after that, he got a horrible ulcer and we had to put him down
But!!! his mum had kittens again and I got his jet black, green-eyed halfbrother Danni, who had a long happy life.
I don't have a cat now, but they are beautiful creatures.Individual affectionate characters, lizard killers, but characters.
My chihuahua has feline qualities, I love my wowa
he curls up on a shelf in the computer desk when I am on line. My dogs love the sound of me turning off the puter, causes great excitement.
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