This poem tells the reader how the author of this poem communicates with her cat who is almost 16 years old.

Squeaky was given to us by a friend who couldn’t keep her because she kept running out of their dog door. We got her when she was six years old, and is now 15 and1/2. As the poem suggests, she is lovable and smart. Age has taken away some of her agility, but she can still get around without a cane. (SMILES)

Dogs are a joy to have.

Six word story.

Returning her from her repose…was so close…I almost felt her.

A tribute to my smallest dog, Koda!

Never trust an alien with your pets.

A great companion in the battle of life. Even though she’s on four legs, she’s considered a member of the family.
~R.A.H.~

Another nursery rhymes.
Training to be a nursery rhymes author (just kidding).

Just for fun. How you think, can I be a nursery rhyme author?