A nybody would’ve been upset. We were devastated;
B elieved it was because we were gone longer than usual.
R eally have no control over weather and airplanes; had lost
O ur flight connection in NYC. But an old and lonely
K itty doesn’t have a way of understanding any of that.
E ven the neighbor who was watching over him
N ever even saw him but once, the whole week. Went through
H ell wondering if he’d been hurt or maybe worse.
E ven put an ad in Craig’s List lost and found pet section; continued to
A che not knowing anything except our hearts were empty as our yard.
R ode around looking and hoping we didn’t find what we feared. And
T hen after 48 hours he returned, safe and sound, finished pouting ready to forgive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a hoot! Love it.