Silly Samantha Sunday.
…because sometimes, it is not Samantha who is silly…but rather, her human.
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…because sometimes, it is not Samantha who is silly…but rather, her human.
π
…because sometimes it’s just nice to haveΒ one’s belly rubbed. π
To that hiatus sweet,
she bids farewell
to rise to her feet
and don her white tail.
For truly did she miss each one of you,
C-dog, Amity…ol’ Noodle too.
Randoms by a Random, WritersDream,
OneSpoiledBacon— uh…Cat, I mean!
To all others I have failed to name,
forgive me, for I am truly to blame.
As I am merely, sadly, only a doc–
a doc who can’t rhyme but thinks she’s a pup.
Pup. Cup. Rupp. Knupp.
Oh dear, now I’ve run amok.
What I meant to say, but failed to do, is…
(by Samantha the Cat)
Oh, how I wish I were a dog!
A wonderfully peppy puppy dog.
Full of wisdom, stature, energy, true-
Full of wonder and curiosity, why, just like you!
Oh, how I wish I were a dog!
Carefree, whimsical, and happy with all.
I would run around, roll, and jump up high,
Fly in the air, fetch, oh gravity, I defy!
Oh, how I wish I were a dog!
Never without grace, my tongue hanging down.
I would grin all day, play, pant, and slobber,
Lick my humanβs face? Of course, itβs no bother!
But alas, I was born to be merely a catβ¦
A simple, ordinary kitty cat.
But I adore my human, and she loves me,
So I guess itβs not too bad, wouldnβt you agree?