“There is always room, for one more cat in the litter, even if it gets a tad hairy sometimes” Gun Roswell

Step up Cat

Up the stairs, the tabby cat stepped
Gingerly, without hesitation, it self let
Inside the house, with smells of good
Yes, it was, definitely, after the food

But the soft purring and determination
Brought this tiny cat to the elevation
Of a needed being inside the dwelling
And so, without screaming and yelling

The tabby cat, who had landed a pad
With much snacks and all them pats
It could possibly ever needed in nine
Times of life it still had, and that was a fact