Posted in Caturday
“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Black Cat
When the black cat
Was crossing the street
She was chasing a rat
Trying to act discreet
Hiding behind a big hat
Awaiting her treat
The grounded bat
Knew he tasted sweet
Stood still on the mat
There was no time to greet
Only time, for combat
After a long while
Both standing still
Trying to act hostile
But without thrill
So instead of the usual
They decided in mutual
This tale’s end
Will the norm bend
Cat and mouse decided
To shake their paws delighted
The lesson of this tale?
Sometimes it’s good to fail


Sometimes it’s good to fail. Love that line. So true.
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That second photo makes me sad. Reminds me of my cat Oreo… I miss her. =\
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aw…
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A beauty!
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Reblogged this on Site Title.
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thanks!
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Best wishes!
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Very nice!
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I used to have a black cat named Moonshadoe. He was a great cat. Very loving.
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🙂
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