Munchkin

She was a ball of fluff, and I was allergic made no difference for she was alone, helpless, and I was immediately in love My daughter had been begging; she was thirteen We did not agree on everything, but we agreed on this She was named Munchkin, tiny little kitty cat We forgot to get her spayed This was the only time I did not think to spay a pet She had six babies; there were darling – three blonde, three striped We had to find them homes I was reluctant to let them go I had fallen in love with them too She had been a wonderful mommy, But seemed okay with them being gone after a week or two of meowing I have never felt so guilty in my life She was the last pet I forgot to spay.