Ode To Spring
Spring has sprung
The grass has riz,
I wonder where
My catnip is.
The grass has riz,
I wonder where
My catnip is.
Other CatsGo out to play
While I am stuck
Up here all day.
While I am stuck
Up here all day.
I want to moveWithout a doubt,
So then once more
I can go out.
Labels: grass, I wanna go out, poetry
posted by Rascal @ 7:34 PM
19 comments
19 Comments:
Rascal, that is a very good poem! You look funny sitting in that grass. I guess that is the next-best-thing to going outside!
I like your poem! And I like how you're layin' in the grass -- Momma calls that the "Little Kitty Meatloaf" position.
Purrs and kittyhugs from MaoMao!
That's a wonderful Ode to Spring, Rascal! I'm impressed.
Thank you for your kind words and thoughts ~DKM
Rascal, thank you for the visit. I'm glad you enjoyed your visit enough to add me to my links. I get most of my blogosphere info from my friends Chey and the kitten I led to my human, Gemini. As a ghost cat, I don't often get to comment!
da sky iz dark ...
report iz plain ...
i'm waitin fer it ...
to rain an rain.
laffin. i luv yer poem rascal!
luv--yer frend--jh
Very nice poem and nice springlike pictures.
today our weather was very springlike too... DH planted some Arbor Day trees...IN MY GARDEN! But it's the only place we can get them to grow...cuz I water it.
Great poem and pictures Rascal! You are handsome and talented!
Tara
PS I'm sorry I missed your purrthday! Hope you had a great one!
Tara
We're in the same boat as Jeter! Bad weather...Maybe tomorrow we will see the sun, but we wouldn't dare go in the Great Out-of-Doors! You are brave!
That's a great poem Rascal! :) You look very handsome sitting in that grass. :)
you can come an' stay wiv me for a weekend an' come out an' play an' help me out wiv the feroshious black cat wot lives next door...
:)
Great poem...but you know I remember when I was abandoned and stuck outside, there were scarey coyotes that would run through a park early-thirty in the morning and not all people are nice some are mean to white cats like me and others are mean to black cats like you and some people are just mean to everything. I'm sure glad I found mom even if she only lets me walk/stalk with a harness.
Great poem. I think you are a bit large to fit in that pot, though.
Patches
I love your poem, Rascal. You look like you are having fun sitting in your kitty grass.
Excellent poem Rascal with very excellent pictures. It's nice that you at least have a deck to go out on to get outside. Harlie and I are only outside in our carriers. And I think you fit just fine in that pot! Oh and Happy Belated Birthday!
What a nice poem! At least you have a little patch of grass.
very, very nice poem! we like to squash the cat grass too. it's very comfy. maybe you need a bigger planter for it?
Lucky you to have your own cat grass! We're jealous.
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