Patricia Kelley (March 11 1957 / Oklahoma)
Salt and Pepper
We like a little bit of Salt and Pepper in our house.
They’re our two cats that like to chase balls like they’re a mouse.
We have a special heart for our two cats.
They like to get in empty boxes and play Peek a Boo like a cat in a hat.
We never know what Salt does with his Precious.
Precious is his fluffy ball.
He does a special crawl.
Sneaking up to it, he shakes it with his mouth.
This is when the ball becomes his mouse.
He looks at it with his darting blue eyes.
Then makes a loud Siamese sigh.
Pepper the black cat just stares.
As Salt glares,
Into the ball waiting for it to move,
Then he moves as Pepper disapproves.
Giving him that look,
You would think they were two cats from a comic book.
When they put on their shows,
And Salt stands perched up on the couch talking to the lions,
In the picture, he meows.
Putting on a show, while Pepper’s green eyes’ glow.
Like he knows they’re not real.
But, Salt just wants to feel.
When Pepper goes for the real deal,
He loudly meows for a human hug.
What can I say we love our Salt and Pepper!
They make our days.
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