Friday, November 12, 2010

The Truth About the Cat

I had a cat when I was four
black with white socks
I named him Midnight. 
The poor boy he never came into the house
he ate mice and dog food
For a treat he downed a rabbit
with the neighborhood cats
they feasted in our garage. 
I was told he was my cat
but I found out why he came
not to be my pet and companion
but because we had mice.  
Our house was full of mice
Dad stepped on a mouse one night in the dark
in the kitchen
getting a glass of milk
Midnight wasn’t a pet after all 
he was a mousetrap.

Copyright © 2010 Eileen A Partak

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