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Poor Rommy is dumb.
He's also blue - a Russian Blue.
A dumb blue, I s'pose you'd call him.
(It took him three months
to work out the cat flap)
He's also beautiful,
beautiful and idle,
idle and aristocratic,
aristocratic and really dumb
with tall ears,
whisker pads to die for
and a silvery coat
that could grace the finest opera house.
His fur is thick and soft,
soft and warm,
warm and everywhere.
(I am forever picking him
out of the vacuum head)
His given name is Romenov -
Koshka Silver Romenov.
His pedigree reaches
from the end of his nose
to the tip of his perfect tail.
Rommy's purr is persisitant -
a powerful basso profundo.
It fills the house
from morn till night
in quadraphonic hi fidelity
Rommy may be dumb,
but he's certainly not stupid.
He's fed and watered,
cuddled and cared for -
a thoroughly contented cat.
Alison Cassidy
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