So….we meet again huh?
Hello poetry lovers and various and sundry other peeps and anipals who tune into my humble blog offerings every single day of the week. Today is the day I devote to poetry AND my project to write a poem every Thursday beginning with consecutive letters of the alphabet………and today our poetic efforts are devoted to something starting with the letter:
What did I decide to write about? Here it is……………..
By Sammy Kimmell, August 25, 2016
Our kitchen is a magical place
It’s where I go to stuff my face
Mom opens cans of magical food
I stand there and beg which I know is rude
I’m picky now that I am old
But I’m allowed (or so I’m told)
Mom adds some water to make it soupy
I like my food to be nice and goupy!
I lick and slurp and slurp some more
Sometimes I get some on the floor!
I come back again in a little while
When I eat – I make mom smile.
My appetite is pretty poor
But some days I’m hungry and ask for more.
The kitchen is where Mom and I seem to meet
So she can convince me I need to eat!
There you have it – my little offering for the letter “K” which for me is Kitchen…………..Mom cooks the bestest stuff there – and I always get to sample whatever is happening on the stove or in the oven. I might not eat a whole can of food but I do eat what I FEEL like eating which can include an amazing variety of people food like deli meat (ham….roast beef….. YUM). My vet says “get him to eat what you can”……………Mom is happy to do that! See, I’ve lost a whole lot of weight. I’m down to 8 pounds from 12. That’s not all bad though as I have less difficulty walking now that I’m a “lightweight”. Mom is always fixing something for me to entice me to chow down……and probably opens 2-3 cans of food every day hoping it will be “THE ONE” that I will eat.
What would I do without her? I don’t wanna know………………and she says the SAME THING about me!