Sunday, August 25, 2019

the grey bushy Persian cat



The grey bushy Persian cat
I saw him today walking on the street
Sniffing his way; no worry on his face
He climbed up the parked car
He sat on it admiring from the top
The first sight view on the ground
He felt he was the little prince
Looking down on his subjects

A family passed by
The girl walked with her small dog
She screamed thinking of something else
“Stupid cat!”
“What was it?”
“That cat on the car top”
The small boy said the cat looked ugly
As they passed by the grey Persian cat

He sniffed the air
Slowly he jumped over to the garden
When he smelled the presence of a female cat
So, there he was
Trying to his luck
He wasn’t successful
Though he waited for a while

Later, he did his business
Emptying his waste shot his load
By the fountain then he escaped
Leaving his footprints behind

If the owner isn’t careful
The Persian cat will attract fleas and ticks
By then the cat will have a hard time
Every few moments the cat will lick and bite
The itchiness on his body
Until he loses his battle
When there is no proper medical care

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