She choked on nothing
It really was a sight
She choked within that frayed bit of time
That morning is one with the night
She had eyes so light green they appeared white
And she seemed to be screaming like a banshee
Just because the end was in sight
I wish I could of stopped her pain

She was just a child really
Everything about her was going through change
They say she was genetically inferior
But her heart was as great as a king’s

These people claim I’m cold in my heart
Just because I don’t burst into tears now that she’s gone
But I believe she will live again
I still eat some cookie dough ice cream straight from the box
And lie curled up in fetal position on the couch
For a loss is a loss and her purr was sweet thunder
I miss my cat more then you can understand
Rest in peace my darling Mongoose

Note: I know some people might think me lame for writing a poem about my now
dead interbred cat, but she was only 6 months old and she was my baby.
Apparently she had asthma and we didn’t know it, she ended up dying of an
asthma attack. Yea, animals do get asthma.
 
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