The Adventures of Milly the cat

Milly was only just eight weeks old,
when she came to the pet shop to try to be sold.
Her brothers and sisters had been bought already,
and now she was left with a male cat, called Freddy.

Freddy and Milly got along fine,
but competed for attention, during opening time.
For each didn’t want to be left behind,
If one got sold, then the other WOULD mind.

A boy came in with his father one day,
and picked up Freddy, wanting to play.
He tweaked the cat’s nose, and pulled on its tail,
until poor Freddy started to wail.

“If you’re not buying that, then leave it alone!”
the shop owner said, with a threatening tone.
“Actually, I am!” the boy replied,
producing a fiver from his pocket, inside.

And so, poor Milly was left in the store
with a couple of puppies in the cage next door.
For someone to buy her, she was more than ready
(but not like the someone who’d just bought Freddy!)

Surely enough, a kindly old lady
came by the shop, her name was Sadie.
Her elderly cat, had just passed away
and she was seeking a replacement that day.

So Sadie took Milly home on the bus.
The old lady was so proud of her puss.
Her house was shabby, but warm and clean
(it was filled with love, if you know what I mean).

So Sadie and Milly lived happily together,
’til Sadie took ill in a spell of cold weather.
Her son came along to sort things out,
and he didn’t like cats, there was no doubt.

Well, Milly stayed at Sadie’s side,
until the night her mistress died,
and when they took her body away,
it was Milly’s fate to become a stray.

Outside, that night, the snow was lying,
no fire warming, no fish frying.
Milly wandered around the town,
searching for a place where she could lay down.
Up one back alley, she noticed a place,
a pile of old rags in a well-hidden space.
But it seemed to be moving, as she got near,
And the ‘hiss’ of a cat, confirmed her fear.

A pair of green eyes stared out from the dark,
“There’s no room in here, best try the park!”

“Of course,” said Milly, “sorry for that”
But the voice was familiar, she knew that cat!

By now, the hunger had made her unsteady,
but she managed to whisper, “Is that you, Freddy?”
Then Milly collapsed in a heap on the ground,
as Freddy came over to the old friend he’d found.

He pulled her inside the warmth of his den,
and when she came too (much later, by then),
he fed her with scraps he’d saved from the bin,
and told her about his new life of sin.

The boy who had bought him, was cruel from the start,
so Freddy stowed away on the milkman’s cart.
When he got to the dairy, he kept out of sight,
and found where the milk was stored for the night.

So Freddy, he stole just to keep him alive.
The winters were hard, but he managed to thrive.
He was sorry to hear Milly’s bad luck tale,
but offered a blanket, and some bread that was stale.

Freddy taught Milly, all that he knew,
of life on the street, survival of the few,
and soon it happened: they loved one another,
becoming a very good father and mother.

Freddy would spend all day hunting for food,
to feed his family, as well as he could.
There were six hungry mouths, depending on dad,
then Freddy got sick with distemper, quite bad.

One day, a man with a briefcase came round,
and looked at the name tag on Milly, he’d found.
It still had on it, old Sadie’s address.
The man was smiling, he seemed impressed.

He made a call on his mobile phone,
and in a short while, outside the cats’ home,
a limousine stood, with its doors open wide,
so Milly helped Freddy and her kittens inside.

The family were driven to an animal hotel,
where humans were summoned, at the press of a bell.
It seemed that Sadie had cash put away,
to take care of Milly, come what may.

So Freddy was nursed back to fitness and health,
and the family enjoyed their new-found wealth.
They slept on silk, and ate caviar,
and toasted dear Sadie, each night at the bar!

The Adventures of Milly the cat

Margaret Sanderson

Joined September 2008

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