The Christmas Kitten
I once was a cuddly kitten,
But now I am a stray,
'Cause when I was no longer fluffy,
They sent me on my way.
They've kept their big watchdog,
As he can bark and growl,
But I could fly at strangers,
If I caught them on the prowl.
I slink around their garbage can;
I mew outside their door;
But it's clear from their behaviour,
They don't want me anymore.
Now I'm cold and hungry,
And getting very thin,
What have I done to hurt them,
Why won't they let me in?
I crouch in sheds and boxes,
In my bedraggle fur,
So shivery and dejected,
I cannot even purr.
They have another kitten,
Their children's whole delight;
But probably next Christmas,
It will share my wretched plight.
Author Unknown
~5-Cat Style
3 comments:
Inconsideration and irresponsibility. That's what it is. People forget to think about what it will be like for the animal they are about to abandon. So they simply go ahead and do it. And because it is such an easy process, they repeat it whenever it suits them. It's heartless.
~5-Cat Style
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