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The four whiskered ones;
The one who skids across the house,
The one who brings the morning mouse;
The two who keeps each other squence,
The two who wait at the garden fence;
The three who wake you oh so early,
The three with soft fur one a bit curly;
The four who care for when your sick,
The four will give your hand a gentle lick;
Yes, this was story of the four whiskered ones...
Thanks to all my cats, Fannie, Owl, Moon, and
of coarse my sweet Moomoo.
- Title: The Four Whiskered Ones
- Artist: catlaser
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Description:
This goes out to all the cats I had cared for and the one I care for today.
Moomoo, my brother the one I knew before birth. Rest in peace.
Owl and Moon, the twins I foster parented, I miss you two dearly.
And Fannie, today's feline. I know shes tough on the outside but shes
sweet inside. But, sometimes I wish she wouldn't claw me... - Date: 05/27/2009
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