My Cat

Cougar
Cougar       My Cat
I always know
where he is at.
He naps inside
a flower pot.
Get’s a drink
when weather’s hot–
and when it’s not.
He shares his drink
with big bluejays
and never chases
them away.
He would catch
the peckerwood
if only he could.
End of story
about my cat.
I know exactly
where he’s at.
© Baker Nichols

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6 comments on “My Cat

  1. Enjoyed the poem and the pictures, especially where you captured the cat with its tongue out. 🙂

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