A celebration of the kitties (and their friends) of the CatBlogosphere in verse.
Monday, September 7, 2009
I just love MrSippi's name. He got it because his forever Mom and Dad found him in a ditch near the Mississippi river. He had fallen or been thrown from a moving car and his little face was smashed in so badly that he couldn't eat. They planned to take him home to the cat rescue place, but on the way they fell in love with him and took him to the vet instead. MrSippi lived with two cats, Mama and Caroline, and two Siberian Huskies, Thor and Marco Polo. Caroline went to the Bridge before him. MrSippi was sad about that, as Caroline was his best friend. He didn't get along very well with Mama. They usually hissed at each other quite a bit. He got along fine with the dogs, though he would give Marco Polo an occasional nose swat when Marco got too nosy. They all have a big back yard with a six foot fence, so they could all go outside to play. MrSippi would look for a way out, because he wanted to go visit his girlfriend, Huffle Mawson. Just recently, he discovered a way and he went to visit her. They had a lovely time together, then he teleported back. The Mom grew catnip in the garden and MrSippi really enjoyed the fresh leaves. A couple of days ago, MrSippi suddenly got very sick and was rushed to the vet. The vet discovered that he had a raging infection of some kind and was in terrible pain. His Mom and Dad decided to send him on to the Bridge to end his suffering. They really miss him. I worked and worked on this limerick to find a way of including MrSippi's trip to see Huffle and that he went to the Bridge without it appearing that one led to the other and I just didn't seem to be able to manage it. Of course there is no connection.
MrSippi longed to be free For Huffle Mawson he yearned to see. He traveled over To see his lover. Now he waits at the Bridge for his family.