Mother and I have been away for Christmas; so little chance to write in peace! As a change, we thought you may like to hear a little Christmas ditty:
“Don’t talk to me of Christmas cheer
There’s very little of it here
As I’m afraid it must be said
That Mother’s just gone off her head
Although I’ve done my best to stop it
She has recently adopted nine kittens
Is my Dearest Ma aware
A kitten will become a cat?
I don’t believe she’s thought of that!
She says they haven’t got a Mother
Well, I wish they’d find another
I earn my living every day
But they just hang around and play
I know Christmas is a time to share
But not with cats – it’s just not fair!
I don’t like to upset my Ma
But I’ve been firm and said she can’t
Provide a home for all these strays
A sort of feline orphanage
Not until the birds took flight
Did she finally see the light
Reluctantly she did agree
To ring the Cats Protection League
Who told her on the telephone
That they’d all be given a good home
I much look forward to the days
Of festive joy without these strays
So Happy Christmas one and all”
Amended from a poem by Boot
Greenham, Nr. Wellington,
Somerset, TA21 OJR
01823 672283
