I must say that I find my devoted readership of two (more or less) very kind as rodent friends. I am often blessed with gems such as these:
"Jackson's Story"
Prologue
A poem requested
Rodents the theme
Which story to tell?
The favorite, I mean
A long time spent,
to get it just right
The one with the rabbit
That long crazy night
But wait, all that work
Shouldn’t I just check?
Do I really want to know,
what I start to suspect?
I Love you to death (a true story)
An adorable creature
Jackson his name
He lived in the basement
It was kind of a shame
He used to roam free
Had the run of the house
The cats didn’t chase him
He wasn’t a mouse!
(What the hell was he, anyway?)
It was status quo
till the day I came in
A huge furry creature,
with a tongue wagging grin
We were doomed from the start
Our lineage to blame
An undeniable fact
We just weren’t the same
The cats were pissed off
Disappeared God knows where
But Jackson remained at the top of the stairs
I’d lunge, he’d escape
to the basement with ease
A gate in my way,
through which no one could squeeze
What a fabulous game!
When would he appear?
This is how things would go
for over a year
He gets it , I thought
The point of this game
I would catch him once
then start over again
I couldn’t get him
Though I tried really hard
Until the night
I caught him off guard
Out of the basement he snuck
for a quick little visit
I obviously took the moment and siezed it
I licked him, pawed him with pleasure
I didn’t draw blood just for good measure
He eventually stopped moving
I got bored, went to bed
He was found a little later
Half dead in the den
In time he recovered
and it started again
Months went by
Me on probation
The cats ignoring the whole situation
But I couldn’t be watched 24/7
Especially between the hours of 9 to 11
One owner at work, the other asleep
I’d sneak downstairs
to take just a peak
One night, oh what fun!
Trapped in the pantry with nowhere to run
The game was most definitely back on
Couldn’t we do this everyday?
He always kept the boredom away (stupid cats)
He was found the next morning
all matted and wet
My playmate was gone
I had licked him to death.
Epilogue
The story told
Did I really want to know?
Could rabbits break into this one rodent show?
The world thinks they are related to rats
Quick research reveals an end to all that
But majority thinking matters
if this tale of woe be told
of a canine and her (rodent) Romeo.
----Ali K (original--- 2010)
I should add that this is her tenth anniversary too! I think a rat is the traditional tenth year gift....
