Grandma and her cookies

  • Hilltop Glimpses: April 2013



A nightmare in a rocking chair.

The cat awoke from its long lasting nap,

It stretched in the lap of the old woman.

It wanted to be scratched.  It purred and snuggled.

But then the smell of food got its attention.

It leaped down and went to the bowl to catch the few scraps left.

Then it went back to the lap.

No petting occurred even though he meowed.

Wake up owner and pet me he meowed.

But his murmurs went unanswered.

Ten days later they found the old woman because of the smell.

The cat was very hungry but at least it did not starve.

It eat tough old flesh with little meat but at least it was some substance.

smiling cat need dental checkup
And her dentures fit.


We are fascinated with the cat, the soothing purr,

The amazing colors mixed or not of the fur.

An animal of amazing grace,

Almost a half of the world has members of their race.


Types abound and names vary,

They cross the lines of dynamic or merry.

Whiskers used to determine the width of a hole,

They are soft and cuddly as if an extension of our sole.


And there are some feral and alone,

Hiding in mans world gnawing on the rat and his bone.

Petting them and hearing the purr,

Puss and Boots with soft grace, against the cur.