Ghost

Beau sent me several excellent suggestions for cats to do limericks about and Ghost was one of them, so here she is. Twelve years ago, Ghost was a very hungry, dirty, little kitty who found her way to what is now her forever home. The lady who is now her Mom started feeding her and slowly, slowly got Ghost to trust her enough to come inside, where she has been ever since. Ghost still doesn't trust other people and disappears behind the washing machine whenever she feels threatened. She lost an eye to a nasty infection and she doesn't have any teeth, but she seems very content with the life she leads now.

Ghost is a cat who has an apt name:
Her fur so white and her eye of green flame.
Don't mess with her;
You'll hear a "GRRR!"
Then she'll disappear and won't respond to her name.