A Poem for Pippa

When I posted a wee bit of doggerel that I wrote about our kitty, Katiesocks, a few months ago, my dad sent me an e-mail saying, "You'd better post something about her sister, Pippa, now.  You know how cats are." He's right, of course.  Sibling rivalry kicks into overdrive when fostered in the breasts of tabbies.  Today, while I was roaming about the house, cleaning and doing laundry, little Pippa was following close behind me and taking advantage of any pause in my endeavors to find a flat, elevated surface onto which she could leap for loves. That is what inspired this little bit of rhyming, which I offer to all the cat lovers out there:

 

For Pippa

 

I have a soft, grey shadow

Not of my shape or size.

But one who has a stripey tail,

Four paws and two bright eyes.

And on those paws she follows

Where'er my steps may lead --

Up the stairs and down again --

For we are both agreed

That she will be my sentinel

And guard me from behind;

And I will be the best two-legged

Friend she'll ever find.

 

Katiesocks (left) and Pippa
Of course I had to include a picture of both! You know how cats are!