A Callie Cat Tanka
taken to the pound
by folks who did not want her
Callie Cat escaped. . .
instinct had led her back to
where tribulation trumped death
sickly and skinny
Callie Cat scraped by until
a chance encounter. . .
how sweet the day my daughter
came home with a calico!
the cat who once lived
a natural life outside
grew happy and plump. . .
eighteen years she ruled our hearts -
the indoor queen of our home
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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