Feral We never know what the day may bring, or what we have in store. Each day is taken in our stride, just like the one’s before. Some of us have battle scars, and wounds that cause us pain. Mother nature is our nurse, and soothes us back again. We’re loath to trust, it keeps us safe the past has taught us well. Compassion’s shown by very few, how many? We can’t tell. The elements can be unkind, both old and young may die. Life is tough for feral cats, for that we won’t deny. Some us are trapped and caught, no longer can we breed. Others wind up at the pound, for them a home they plead! Our future’s never guaranteed, the risks for us are great. Poison, cars and unkind folk, can often seal our fate. However, we just soldier on, we’re streetwise, shrewd and smart. We’ll take our chance in the hostile world, and hope it has a heart! Teresa Harrison-Best please take a little trip to facebook/catawall
Posted on: Sun, 01 Jun 2014 03:05:59 +0000