Mom couldn’t sleep and here it is 3am. What to do when one can’t sleep and her faithful furry friend can’t sleep cause she is tossing around and bouncing the bed.. Why this is the time for, “Spot.” That round red devil can just make my little paws itch to catch it. So we get up and haul “Spot” out of bed….I mean his drawer in the kitchen. Have you ever noticed the closer you get to catching “Spot” the faster he moves?
We played and played….mom making “Spot” run and jump. Me chasing behind. Now that we’re both wide awake its time to go back to bed.
Mom saw this lovely poem on a site…not sure which one but it moved her and she thought the words were applicable to all people owned by cats. Perhaps this poem will be of a comfort to Nylablue’s mom at this time.