Better Late Than Never

We all know that cats march to their own drummer, so somehow it seems appropriate I received this cute poem today, the day after Mother's Day.

From the Cat

I thank you for the food you bring,

and for my little squeaky thing.

I thank you for your friendly talks,

and when you change my litter box.

I thank you for the naps we share,

and putting up with tufts of hair.

I thank you for these things you do,

but thank you most for being you.

So as I'm sat upon the mat,

Happy Mother’s Day from me, the cat!

~Anonymous~

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