Ginger Tom

Viewed from a cat's eyes!

             Ginger Tom

I was born a ginger cat, the strongest in the litter

I would have joined my siblings but I am not a quitter

Their demise was terrible, humans give no quarter

All wrapped up in a bag and drowned in a tub of water.

 

Even at that tender age I sensed death was in the air

I crawled away from the litter and hid beneath a chair

The human didn’t see me even though my mother did

She rolled me up beneath her tum, I was a lucky kid.

This was how my life began, as a ginger stowaway

Mother grasped me by my neck and carried me away

She hid me in the garden shed where I struggled to survive

It is all down to my good old Ma the fact that I’m alive.

 

That was many years ago now she’s shuffled off this coil

I have lived a very busy life filled with activity and toil

I have always killed to feed myself, no human help for me

Mouse for breakfast, Rat for lunch and a Blackbird for my tea.

 

I would love to have a family but female cats are fussy

My last attempt at courtship with a charming little p***y

Ended in an argument she was a miserable little whinger

All based on colour prejudice just because I was ginger!!

 

That was then; I’ve changed my ways, now I enjoy solitude

I don’t worry about offending humans, I can be quite rude

For the man who killed my family my hate will still abound

I visit his garden for every poo and never bury it in the ground!

 

Rod Broomham.

 

 

Reviews

[kitty]

Hillarious! Really love your stance and the animals view! Great write. Glad you are here to make me smile. Thanking U my dear friend!

[matelotrod]

If I can make you smile Kitty then I am a happy old man. Don't really know what started this piece but I just put myself in a cats shoes. I remember the horrible murderous way that kittens were often drowned so I thought it was time to let off steam. Thanks for your kind words my Lovely. Take care. Rod. meow.

[kitty]

Horay! Someone is standing the corner of us cats. Kitty