Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Hey pals. It's been a while since I wrote a Purrsday poem - it wuz hard to get my poetical inspurrayshun when I wuz feeling sick. But now that I'm starting to feel better (and replenish my chunky buns) I thought I'd give it a go today.

After all, I gotta teach Bowie about how real mancats aren't afraid to get in touch wif dere poetical selves. Even if their sisters make fun of da poetical efforts . . .  

So here goes. Angel Sammy and Teddy provided da photo, and me, Travis Ford, provides da poem. 

Some humans like to go camping

Myself, I would prefer glamping

A warm fire, a cozy bed

A big plush pillow for my head

I'd hunt Miss Burd and Mister Rat

Then take a nap on a nip mat

If I glamped in the boondocks,

The woods would be my litter box! 

Spitty Kitty

Well, I think Bowie has a role in the new Ghostbusters movie, since he survived an attack by Slimer today.

Nope, not a ghost, but a certain cray cray puppy. Kinley got him and slimed him good. 

Yikes, dat are one spitty lil kitty!

Angelique says he needs to learn to use his smacky paws on her. I'm just happy she got him instead of me!

Since today are purrsday, it are also poem day! Angel Sammy and Teddy provided da photo, I provide da poetic genius. And humility and modesty of course!

Walking that many dogs are nuts

Just look at all those crazy mutts

What if those dogs pull him right down

And he are lying on the ground?

My momma walks two at most

That many dogs and she'd be toast! 

She has a crazy terrier

She'd wind up on her derrière! 

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday

Hey pals. Remember how I used to write those totally pawsome poems inspired by photos posted by my pals Teddy and Angel Sammy over at One Spoiled Cat??

Ok, well, I don't blame ya don't remember. It has been a while. After my BFF Crockett died, me and momma (ok, ALL da mommas and da grandpa too) got a case of da depresshuns and we just wuzn't in da mood for poetry. We still miss Crockett, everyday. But he wuz a happy kitty and he woulda wanted us to be happy. So in dat spirit, I are returning to my poetical writings.

Sit down Bowie, and listen to a master at work. Here's today's photo.

Now I gots me a mini me

I got to teach him how to be

Some say he is a copy cat

It's good dat I are chill wif dat

He's got a lot of stuff to learn

Respect and some street cred to earn

I'm not his dad or his mother

But I are his cool big brother!

Yeah, I can relate to da poem, I has my own mini me to teach!

He's a quick learner when it comes to toys!

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Look, it are da rare razz from ME! What can ya say, guess I wuz practicin Church Tongue for Easter weekend. 

And Crockett kept his tongue in. Are da world turning upside down? And since it are floating around in space, how would we know? Yeah, I has all kindsa deep thoughts, even if Angelique doesn't think so.

Well, it's been a few weeks since I did Throughly Poetical Thursday (I blame da MOMMA), but I am back wif a poem dis week. Angel Sammy and Teddy picked dis photo as our inspurrayshun.

Go on and eat now, ya lil squirrel
Don't let lunch turn into a deferral
Please go make yourself all chubby and fat
Ya delishus lil fuzzy-tailed rat
Eat all the nuts you can find, go munch munch
A plump rodent makes a much better lunch!

Hmmm, dat poem made me hungry!

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Hope y'all had a good Purrsday - we did here.

Sunpuddles to lie in, Crockett's toys to play wif . . .

And now it are poem time! Today's poem are inspired by dis photo, chosen by Angel Sammy and Teddy.

If I lived on a floating house

I don't think that I'd catch a mouse

But I would be a real winner

Because I could hunt for dinner

I'd just listen for that splash splish

And I would hook me a fish!

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Happy Purrsday pals!

Hmmm, it looks like Crockett wuzn't a fan of da thunderstorms dis morning. Or maybe it wuz crazy Kinley jumpin at him he wuzn't a fan of.

But even wif da nutty dog barking, I still has today's poem ready for ya. Here are dis weeks pickshure from Teddy and Angel Sammy and here are my poem.

Spring are almost here dey say

Maybe we'll get sun back one day

Da daffies are all a-bloom

But da sky are filled wif gloom

I just want naps in the sun

I want winter to be done

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Happy Purrsday pals! Well, it are back in da furozen temps outside and da winds are howling - makes me glad I am inside where it are warm and I has my choice of comfy beds to choose from. 

It also makes us laff at da dogs who hafta go outside to do their "business." Sometimes it are definitely good to be a cat (even if two outta three of da dogs seem to ackshually like dis cold stuff). 

Anyways, it are purrsday, so I has anudder poem for y'all - inspired by a photo provided by Angel Sammy and Teddy.

Dis guy are takin a flying leap

Way down into da great blue and deep

I like to fly through da air too

It are exhilaratin to do

But one jump I won't make, you can bet

Are da kind where ya end up all wet!  

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Happy Purrsday y'all!

Hope all of our pals who are dealing wif at polar vortecks are staying safe and warm. Here it wuz a chilly 52 degrees, MOL MOL! Yeah, we are lucky not be having any of dat white stuff.

Much less da crazy cold temps. We think dis pic kinda says it best . . . 

Which are a nice segway to dis week's poetical inspurrayshun, provided by Angel Sammy and Teddy.

Oh I wish I had a sundae

Den I could have me a fun day

I'll meow, yowl, and even scream

For a lick of tasty ice cream

Just hand da cat da big dessert 

And I'll promise ya won't get hurt

Thoroughly Poetical Thursday

Hi pals! Well, after a speshul request from Teddy and Angel Sammy, I is back wif anudder Thouroughly Poetical Thursday poem today. Well, ok, I wuzn't waiting for a request - mainly I wuz waiting for my momma to quit being so lazy (she can make all da excuses she wants about un-decorayting and blah blah, I think it wuz laziness . . . )

   

Yeah, Crockett ain't buyin your excuses either. So ya best gets to typin for me!

Or I'll sick Angelique's claws of fury on her (someone are overdue for a nail trimmin and it are NOT me). Ok, enuf of da silliness, and on to my poetical silliness. Da inspurrayshun for dis week wuz dis photo picked by Teddy and Angel Sammy.

Now dis here are da honest truth

It stinks to have a broken tooth

You're chewing along, and then bang

Ya gots yourself a busted fang

And what kinda adventures

Can ya have wearing dentures?

Ya need a hug from a friend

While your chompers is on da mend