Jack, the cat
Our pets and us
My cat, dear Jack, adorable is he.
"Meeeow, meow, mao," Jack says to me.
I gave him water and gave him his food.
Gave him pets to brighten his mood.
Jack, the cat, now purrs at me.
This entry is for the "Ludicrous Limerick" Challenge that is running from March 7, 2023 to March 23, 2023 with winners to be announced April 12, 2023. The instructions are to "write a limerick about the absurdities of life."
While I don't think owning pets is an odd thing, I have come across a few people who think that taking care of a creature that never will be able to care for itself is a strange way for someone to spend their money, time, and effort.
This limerick poem goes out to those people.
Meanwhile, I will pet my crazy little kitty while he waits not-so-patiently, swishing his tail at me while I type this, so he can have his water refilled.
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About the Creator
Rachel Pieper Decker
Displaced Minnesotan in Southern California.
Gamer, streamer, fiber arts enthusiast, Web3 dabbler, aspiring Notary Public
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It only took a minute. I was sitting at the computer in my office when the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and then laid it down my desk as I went to find the student who the call was for. Within seconds I was back at my desk, ready to resume typing, when I heard the student yelling obscenities at me for listening in to his call through the handset that was still lying on the desk. Sick and tired of the lies he was spewing, I was up running down the hall, ready to kill him. By the time I reached him, I had calmed enough not to hurt him, but as I turned back towards my room, I knew that I couldn’t go on like this any longer. The decision was clear. I had to leave.
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Awww, this was so adorable!
reminds me of my cat