My Very Loverrrrly Cat, Mittens At Happy Hampton Beach, Nh Poem by Gayle M. Citrus Maize Water Nora Shoshone Doherty Winchester, story song Glen A, Sweeney +

My Very Loverrrrly Cat, Mittens At Happy Hampton Beach, Nh



At our beach cottage lives my very loverrrrly cat.
She likes a big, warm chair and a gentle, cheery pat.

How my cat loves to nap at a rosy, cozy spot!
She surely likes to curl up in a round ball a lot.

We got to be friends when she was only a kitten.
She has four twinkling white paws so I called her Mittens.

Once little Mittens rode on my shoulder in the car on my winter coat maybe to look out and see far!

In my bed Mittens the kitten pounced on my big toe!
Why Mittens loved my big toe so - I simply don't know.

My kitten Mittens grew up fast and she is fluffy.
Carefully with her love she likes to look after me.

Getting her needed shots each year is the best plan yet.
She meows all the way to the I told her nice vet.

Mittens gets a surprise at home after her checkups.
And water helps to make her feel like a buttercup.

Mittens is my friend and she gives flowery sunshine.
Every day with her is a pretty valentine!

With her swinging paws she happily plays with my feet.
Way up for a game en plein air is where our minds meet.

For a quick bath she licks her coat with her tongue of pink.
Mittens plays at night when starry stars come out and wink.

Like a downy, falling snowflake Mittens is quiet.
She gives my world a twirl with joy I just can't forget.

Once the tips of Mittens' white whiskers were sun sky blue!
She had fun peeking at light paints about - tried and true!

Mittens flexes her padded paws for good exercise
To help her to jump up high gracefully which is wise.

She jumps up on the steps' railing by a side window
To look in and see what's happening faithfully so.
when she's poured her dried food some lands on top of her head
and all the good food doesnt land in her dish instead.

The dry, crunchy food helps to keep her white strong teeth clean.
She loves tuna fish and wishes in heavenly dreams.

My Mittens loves very much, too, when I pour her milk.
The milk helps her to keep her coat like satiny silk.

Mittens stops by spots where caught scents of marsh flowers row.
She can watch as butterflies ashore dance while the sun glows.

Some nights Mittens follows me down to the corner store.
She waits for me right by a good ice cream shop's back door.

Mittens found a wild boyfriend who meets her for fun days.
The cat named Ted is there for her with his loving ways.

His deep heart is as big as a purple topped mountain.
He is always happy when he sees Mittens again.

This all grey cat likes to visit because he's smitten.
He loves to play outdoors and he truely loves Mittens.

One wintry day I tried to walk, shaken on sheet ice.
He put his paw gently on my solid boot! - So nice!

The two friends can walk on top of glass like, frozen snow.
Love is a summer's bouquet tied up with a red bow.

While playing together they don't ever want to part.
Mittens' brave boyfriend tried with delight and won her heart.

He came by to see her during frosty harvest moons.
The thought of her very true real beau made Mittens swoon.

The wild cat jumped high up on the cottage roof one night.
His stars like burning torches beyond him were quite bright!

Once Queen Bee Mittens shared her dish with him which was sweet.
He was glad for the gift - a nutritious fancy treat.

He tries to kiss her at times and can almost get smacked!
Mittens loves him in her heart and he's lucky for that!

Mittens and her boyfriend in time gladly got married.
They both hoped a lot for their own kittens to feed.

My Mittens had a kitten on our couch beside me!
This little kitten was born there miraculously.

Mittens had three kittens and one had a crooked tail.
This cuddly grey and white kitten was very special.

One kitten was like Ted - grey from his head to his toes.
The other one, Ara, was charcoal with white by his nose.

As Mittens rolls about her warm belly you can see.
Where she nursed her young is white like an Easter lily.

Mittens' three kittens watched in unison strands of yarn move swinging back and forth all together like a charm.


At home outdoors the father cat's strong love never ends
For his heroine is always and always Mittens.

Mittens licked her three kittens to keep them clean and bright.
Her young were still on the beam it seems every night.

Mittens' new crew shined like diamonds as they frolicked.
She wouldn't trade them for anything else she could pick.

After she had her own kittens my Mittens was spayed.
This way the lives of sacred homeless kittens were saved.

Together at my safe place the kittens romped and roamed.
I spent eight weeks with them then I found each one a home.

When dear Mittens is content she purrs and purrs away,
Cuddled up snuggly in my lap where she loves to stay.

Soon when the kittens were gone our hearts needed to mend.
My darling Mittens is a treasure and she's my friend!

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