Sparky was the sweetest old fellow, and he passed away last Friday. He will be so missed by Elaine, his owner, and by me too - his surrogate owner. He leaves behind a very sad a lonely Katie... who just can't quite understand why her best friend has not come home.
RIP Sparky!
SPLENDID SPARKY SPEAKS
Sparky was a splendid cat,
Refined, mature and wise.
He’d been around the world a time or two,
You could see it in his eyes.
He’d hunted rabbits in the wild,
When New Zealand was his home;
He’d been all around the globe,
Except perhaps, to Rome.
His humans were a caring sort,
And sought a friend for him,
The cat they bought to give him joy
Believed the house a gym.
She was a very active gal,
Naughty, more to truth;
It could have been her nature,
But he thought it was her youth.
Mishaps became the normal day,
He had to struggle through.
She listened to no cat advice,
No, not a single mew.
Soon he became complacent,
Or maybe he was bored;
For after all his humans knew
That really, he was Lord.
A tune up was what he’d suggest,
If ever they would ask;
He could even offer them,
Assistance to the task.
Ah, Sparky was a splendid cat,
Refined mature and wise;
Yup, he’d sure welcome any chance,
To cut her down to size.
2010
Dale Graumann
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