every little night,
as I come home dragin' from a long day,
this is the face that greets me first
at the barn door he waits with what appears
to be open little kitty arms and a hearty,
"Welcome & Congratulations"
he rolls with wild abandon on the concrete barn floor,
happy to be a poofy barn cat named Cinnamon
well he must remember the days when he was relinquished to
life living in a hollow log across from the house, back when
his brother, Marmalade, was king of the barn
but now it is is he, this fluffy 13 pound boy that greets me
often with burs sticking to his fur like jewels he is there
his little kitty cup overflows....and then some
for me, it is this life I relish and admire
this is what I run home to
4 comments:
What a handsome boy! I hope he is the official greeter at the spring Barn Sale.
What a sweetie. We are so blessed to have these non-judging-come-in-and-rest-yourself-for-the-day critters in our lives.
He's wonderful! Those furry greetings are always the best aren't they?
I am now seriously awaiting warm spring day to really hang out with the animals here...glad for the mild winter so far.
Kari
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