NaBloPoMo Nov.7 Poem about a Cat Ranu’s post

Persian cat / Chat persan (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I saw his picture on Sally’s phone

A small black cat was he.

He is a Persian  I am told

He cannot find a home.

Three times he was taken back

It was not his fault.

Each time there was

a different reason,

He cannot get along,

The owner is moving,

Last one was he

Is not hypo-allergenic.

Poor Boots

No one cared two hoots

He cried all the way

hearing this made me sad.

I hope someone kind took

him home.

And he is not put down.

DP Daily Prompt: From The Gut Post by Ranu

Aéroport International de Dorval (Photo credit: Guillaume Cattiaux)

I am not exactly sure if I had the experience from crying to laughing. That being said,I remember one occasion my two year old,when she was that young, got lost at Dorval airport in Montreal. I was busy checking in the luggage.When I looked around,I saw my friend coming with my older daughter. I was told Anita was left with me. I was terrified at the thought of losing her.

I took four large steps back,looked around,on my left I saw my daughter running. She couldn’t find me,scared she kept on going forward. I sped up,before she could reach the escalator going down ,I caught her. It was the most frightening experience I ever had.I cannot remember whether I cried or laughed. I certainly was relieved!