Ode to Spike (17 years , 2 months) August 25, 1988- October 28, 2005

I wanted a cat

Most of the kitties

were stretching their paws out

to me

to get my attention

Not you, little one

And you sat in your Humane Society cage

staring right at me, calmly

with a cocked head

and all of the dignity

a 3 month old kitten could gather

"You're a funny little guy arenn't you?",

I thought

I took you out

And

it was love

at first cuddle

I took you home

and

you were playful

but

a real lover

I'll miss that

In the city, I'd take you to the park

and we'd together read in the shade

We even went to the beach together

You saw me through the most difficult times of my life

You were the thread in my adult years

You could retrieve as good as any Lab

You loved a good dinner party

You were a good traveller

More importantly

You were my baby

Thank you for all of the good years