Free Feral Cat Clinic, Sat. Feb. 27th at the CASPCA
As she fills my dish each day,
I only venture out to eat
When she has gone away,
I know it will upset her
When I turn away and hide,
As every day she tries her best
To get me by her side.
I wish that I could let her know
That I don’t want to run,
And hope that she will understand
It’s nothing that SHE’S done.
I’d like to have her stroke me
And pat my weary head,
But fear will overcome
And I’ll run and hide instead.
For all the kindly people
Who feed the strays each day,
I pray the Lord will care for them
As they have cared for me.
Dedicated by the author to all the kind and
Caring people who give the lonely ferals a little
care, a little love, and a little hope.
-Annette Easdon
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