Some cats are prone to wander
With a mission 'tween their ears
With a flick of their tails they're gone --
and you won't see them for years.
And then some starry evening
You'll hear a familiar "meow!"
"Hey, folks, did you miss me?
How 'bout some gooshy chow?"
Well Kirby's still a rover
Though he'll curl up for a short stay
Not too long, for I see here
The 'accounting' is Christmas day.
Being a cat friend, myself, I couldn't resist this li'l tb. Will try to move him along asap!
Tygress