The Story of Flossie the Cat.

Up the road he came, did we want a kitten?
And right from that moment, with her we were smitten.
Right at that time, we’d begged we would get
This one who’d become our family pet.
This is the story of Flossie the cat,
Who when tired of attention, your hand, she’d bat.
One kitten abandoned, snuggled up in a jacket,
Talking and mewing and making a racket.
Fed her by bottle from when she was small,
Sometimes she could drive you up the wall.
On up the curtains she would run,
Living with Flossie was always such fun!
Would climb along arms for a bit of fruit cake,
Claws up your back and your shoulders she’d rake.
But the love from her was second to none,
Don’t put on your tights, for ladders would run.
Think of the odd things she used to eat
Would sing you a song for a piece of “pink meat”
Would hold out for hours for a fish or a prawn
You’d hear her out singing, often till dawn.
Numerous boyfriends Flossie had loved
All came to call and around her they rubbed.
One in a million for us we were sure,
Cuddles, much loving and purring galore.
Her paws up around your neck for a kiss,
Would be one of the most things we would miss.
The mischief of stealing your favourite seat.
When visitors came, was no hasty retreat.
Would help with you with most things, curry and rice,
And for a small treat be especially nice.
Would stay by the window waiting to meet,
For a homecoming she’d always greet.
Shower us with warmth and with love,
Pouncing down from somewhere above.
Would play for hours with any box,
Take off your shoes and it would be with your socks.
Of all of the love she was able to give,
Till you’ve had a Flossie, don’t know how to live.
Would sit on your jumper and make it her nest.
That was the blanket that she loved the best.
Wouldn’t go to the vets in an animal casket,
The pamplemousse box was her favourite basket.
Sitting neat and tidy on a high ledge,
Or bouncing out from under the hedge.
In our house she ruled the roost,
When we were sad, her smile would boost.
Can tell you a thing, or this and that
But that was the story of Flossie the cat.

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