Her fur was white with grey spots.
As youngsters,
we referred to as her Wanda the Witch.
The title grew to become a part of her character.
She stalked round the home,
nipped at naked ankles,
peed on Dad’s favourite love seat,
pulled soiled socks out of the washer,
circled them, meowing.
When she was born,
We thought she had two brothers.
Howard and James turned out to be ladies.
Mother made them trans-gender cats.
James died quickly after his beginning.
Howard and Wanda lived
To the ripe previous age of twenty.
About the creator:
Abbie Johnson Taylor is the creator of a novel and two poetry collections. She is at the moment engaged on a memoir about how she met, married, and cared for her late husband who was completely blind and partially paralyzed by two strokes. She is visually impaired and lives in Sheridan, Wyoming. Please go to her Website at http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com or http://abbiescorner.wordpress.com
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