Accidental Cat Lady

I need to remind you, Matilda my dear

it was you who chose me in late May of last year,

delivering four kittens underneath my old house.

I couldn’t just leave you like some heartless louse.

I rescued you, fed you, found everyone homes.

Now safe from the streets you are, never to roam.

But since you have joined my cat family, now six

you still run and hide, when I’m too close, you hiss!

It’s clear I’m your servant, there’s no doubting that,

slaving away while you sleep and grow fat!

Would it kill you, Matilda, to trust me a bit,

bring your feral butt over and let me love it?

I need to remind you, Matilda my dear

you chose well with me, you have nothing to fear.

~kat

I am a reluctant cat lady. I never planned to have SIX cats, but Matilda decided differently when she had her kittens under my front porch! We rescued two boys and a girl ( the white trio above) straight away. The boys mercifully are thriving with another family. The runt, our Frankie is growing like a weed! Matilda and her one all black kitten, Schrodinger, so named because he and his mum eluded capture for over a month, were on the lam long enough to develop a feral attitude! I’m happy to say that after a year they are just now allowing me to touch them lightly, briefly. Baby steps, consistency and a lot of patience is paying off! That makes three new kittens added to my aging brood, Casey (marble/white Tonkinese kitty, age 16), Sebastian (fluffy gray and white, age 18) and his brother Merlin (black and white, tuxedo coat, age 18). I didn’t plan to be a cat lady. But what’s a lover of creatures great and small to do?!

For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 29: write a paean to the stalwart hero of your household: your pet.