A tiny bitty fur-ball
Black as soot or tar
Was found by Fergie pooches
A walkin' not so far

He needed to be bottle-fed
By Sherri -- soft of heart
Who gave him so much TLC
And cuddles from the start

Some might call him feral
But they didn't know Sir Cat
Loyal and lovey -- yes he was
You could count on that

Harley had no illusions
Cat by far was King
Scooter was too foolish
To understand this thing
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But they made such a trio
A funny furry crowd
And sometimes all their antics
Made Tod just laugh out loud

The years went by so very fast
Not nearly time enough
He was a proud and regal guy
And losing him -- so tough!

We know he's playing in the stars
The Milky Way -- a great yarn ball
And Sweet Kitty, know we love you
The Noble-est CAT of all!

With much love,
Auntie Sue -- January 2010