I totally forgot about Meow Like a Pirate Day, so I will give it a miss this year. I had nothing at all prepared, but I had been working on this post for a while, so I will go ahead with it.
Casper is a fifteen-year-old tabby, but I think he looks like he has some Siamese in him somewhere. He has the most beautiful blue eyes, but they rarely show up in his photos, because he tends to close them or squint when the flashy box comes out. His Mom found him hanging out in back of the motel she was running and adopted him. Before they moved last year, they had a fenced back yard where the kitties could play and hunt frogs and lizards. Casper was very good at hunting the frogs. He never ate them, but he did play them to death, unless his Mom managed to rescue them. He loves to put the bitey on cardboard boxes. He does a lot more napping these days, but sometimes the urge to play comes out and he bounces around like a youngster. He gets along fine with his sisters. He has always had a crush on Missy Blue-Eyes and they have been valentines, but he finally overcame his shyness and asked permission to court her. She accepted and I trust that they will have much happiness together.
Casper, named for the friendly ghost,
Just declared his love for the cat he loves most.
Missy and Casper,
Never lackluster,
Are congratulated by their friends in a host.
