and I heard a sweet purr as they started to stir.
The kitties were restless, there’s so much to see,
While I at my laptop preparing a blog,
little Zuzu is
sneaking some of hubby’s eggnog.
They were working
together, a four-legged scheme,
To go after the
tree as a three kitty team.
While saving the
eggnog things suddenly went dark,
When Wolfie began
gnawing like a beaver on bark.
He chewed through
the wire and all the tree lights went out
Then Beau grabbed
some garland and began flinging it about.
With eggnog-wet
whiskers, Zuzu attacked the tree skirt,
She kicked and
she rolled like she was playing in dirt.
The hubby and I
jumped up in a fit,
trying to grab at
the bottle with water to squirt.
Our efforts were
in vain, for those kitties are spry,
We aren’t going
to catch them no matter how hard we try.
More tired than
mad, we knew we’d been had,
By three little
kitties with a great master plan.
“Oh Wolfie, Oh
Zuzu, and dear little Beau,
you can level
decorations wherever you go!”
I took a deep
breath and began cleaning the mess,
While hubby grabbed
tree wire, to do what? I could guess.
He’s not an
electrician, but to me he’s a magician.
He fixed the
chewed wire, now the tree we admire.
The kitties are
hiding, all nestled under the bed,
with visions of
tree climbing planned in their head.
By now we’re asleep,
the house is all still,
Until a loud
crash woke us up, when the tree took a spill.
The stockings
were pulled from the mantle and crashed,
Many ornaments
and presents were all tattered and smashed.
"That’s okay," we decided, in our half-awake state,
"for it’s a time
for love, not anger or hate."
We did what we
could, getting everything picked up,
All the while
staying calm, trying hard not to crack up.
When the work was
all done, we had to confess,
The kitties are
fun, even while making a mess.
Ornaments and
trees we all can replace,
But nothing
compares to that sweet furry face.
It is the holiday
time and pressures can mount,
But let’s not
forget, what really counts.
Find love in
family, and spirit in friends,
and hang on to
the moments for one day they may end.
*This poem is the creation of Teresa Ann at AptToCraft.
4 comments:
Love the "Hurricane Triplets!"
Jules!
Cute poem. We have 2 cats and they like to chew on the tree branches or the ribbon on the gifts - which then causes them to get sick. I spent a good hour today with our carpet cleaner cleaning up the spots from the last 2 days.
Thanks for writing Kimberlee, and for taking the time to read the poem. I hope your kitties are doing well.
Teresa
Thanks Jules! The triplets certainly are entertaining!
Teresa
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