High Beams

 Mom Julie has decided to contribute to my post today by writing a poem. She is no Edna St. Vincent Mewlett or Henry Wadsfurrth Longfurrlow, but she'll do:

 There's a new creature
 In town girls and boys
And he's making 
Way too much noise
He's scaring the nip 
Out of all of us, too
With such a big fuss
And the hullabaloo.

They say he possesses
A power scary
Making us all
In awe and wary
His lasers are like ours
It's true
But his are stronger
I'll prove it to you.

Just look at this
And be amazed
Although to some
He does look crazed
Have no fear
As I hear him explain
"It's just my reflection 
No power, no pain."

A little kitty ditty inspired by none other than just some shiny wood floor, but look at my reflection.

Even my toys are afraid to move!

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Thanks to everyone for your patience as we are so busy right now..we'll visit when we can. Know we're always thinking of you..

Have a wonderful weekend!

Purrs,
Tom