Outside In

You sit upon a cushion behind a pane of glass
Sometimes you dream, sometimes you bathe, or watch me as I pass
So sleek and soft and lazy, so like yet unlike me
You let them take you in the house, and I’m still roaming free.
My ears are torn and itching, my paws are sore and scarred
My belly’s often empty, my bed is rough and hard
The cars and dogs, they scare me; the summer sun is hot
A raccoon tried to kill me once, and last year I was shot!
And when the notion takes me as it all too often can
I have to find a mate, the urge is too strong to withstand
I’ll run across a busy road or fight until I win
That’s probably why I’m out here, two other cats gave in.
Last night I saw your human, I know she saw me too
She didn’t throw a rock at me or yell at me to shoo
She reached for something in her purse, I ran away to hide
But I went back and found a treat -
It’s been so long; I need to eat
Away from danger, thirst, and heat -
I’d even come inside.

:(

There's a lump in my throat right now so big that I can't swallow my coffee.

Awwww, I look just like this :( right now with tears in my eyes.

LES! It really makes a heart break knowing how true this is. God, I just want to help them all. :( :(

Very well written. Thanks for sharing it with us.

I HOPE THAT EBONY TUBSTER FEELS LIKE THAT ONE DAY, AND LETS HIS AUNT JANICE AND I HELP HIM HAVE HIS GOTCHA DAY.
AT LEAST HES GOT A SOFT PLACE TO SNOOOZE AND GOOD FOOD TO EAT!:love::love:
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Gary - I hope all the little ferals find the courage to trust someone like you. I wrote it with that intention.

Love, Columbine

Sad but true. It takes me back to all the ferals that I rescued through the years. There are so many more out there. :(

I KNOW OF AT LEAST TWO MORE A THIN BLACK AND WHITE WHO I CALLED SCRAPPITO:love: AND A TABBY/WHITE I CALL JOHNSON AS HE LOVES JOHNSONVILLE BRATS , THAT GETS HIM CLOSER TAHN ANYTHING ABOUT 6 FEET AWAY.
BUT THEN THE NEIGHBOURS DOG BARKS , OR THE YAHOOOS YELL AND HE RUNS.
THE GOOD THING IS THAT HE HEADS FOR THE BACKYARD WHERE ITS QUIET, AND WHERE THERES ALWAYS FOOD IN THE JENN LIBRARIAN HOUSE.:love::love:
I PRAY THAT THEY WILL TRUST ME , ONE DAY:love::love: