Nine Lives Out the Window

I was born in the prairie of Minnesota

I was abandoned by my mother when I was just a kitten

I've had fleas

I traveled half way across the country in the back of a Chevy Corsica

I have caught bats in my bare paws

Climbed up Christmas trees as tall as houses

Terrified visitors and plumbers for years

I was so tough.
Fearless.
Invincible.

And now...
The world as I knew it is gone. Invaders have taken my peace, my quiet, my security.

I am no longer safe.

I can't lay still for longer than 5 seconds without them coming after me - pulling my tail and grabbing at my face.

I try and walk away. I really do. But they are so persistent. They never tire of this game of chasing me from room to room.

Under tables, over chairs, on chairs...it doesn't matter...there is no escape from those little hands.

Nine lives?

Hmph.

I think one will be all I'll want.

thankyouverymuch.

Kodiak