She found her way, Mama
Cat Isabelle, And rules the roost with so
much to tell. She came from outside peeking
through the bushes, And flowers to survive
all the skirmishes.
She never let anyone touch
her before, Until she found one human to
adore. She wasn't sure but she was Oh so
thirsty, So hungry in the world's
travesty.
All it took was one pet
down her back and tail, She was hooked on her
human never more to bail. She learned the
schedule of her adored girl, Anticipating her
feeding time by a tail swirl.
Sometimes her adored came
home really late, Belle sat in a basement
window to wait, Hoping she would notice her
sitting there, Right in the midst of her
needing some care.
Then Winter came and it
was so bitterly cold, Belle put going inside
the house on hold. The unknown is scary and
full of mystery, So she was always huddled up
all shivery.
Her human picked her up
and started inside, Belle's eyes were huge
and she wanted to hide. The gentle one sat
her on something warm, And the heat blew out
like a big storm.
Belle laid there getting
as warm as toast, She ate a bite and was
ready to boast. Then outside she went to
prowl some more, All she had to do was curl
up by the door.
Eventually she became an
inside cat, Since she had been attacked and
that was that. Belle loves to snuggle and
sleep on her owner, She is the special kitty
and pretty much the loner.
No more going outside
because Belle didn't care, She had a life of
luxury with brushed beautiful hair. And with
four other cats dwelling there as well,
Isabelle took over and became the Mama
Belle.
She is the Mama cleaning
kitty ears, And hugging away all of their
fears. Isabelle is so sweet and very
meek, But means business when she reaches her
peak.
Usually the Alpha kitty is
male, Not this one as she sits high upon the
rail. She rarely ever speaks with her tiny
mew, Her hiss is bigger warning what she's
about to do.
How Belle loves to play
and bat her toy mouse, She runs close to the
ground all through the house. And Catnip by
far is her favorite treat, She rolls in it
and it is good to eat.
Belle is getting up there
in the many years, She snoozes all of the
time but always hears. Nothing gets past her
that she doesn't see, Keeping the cats in
line and smiling with glee.
© Elizabeth
E. McPherson 02 August 2008
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