Squeakers: Captain Jack, is my loving black cat. <br />He was traumatized at very young age, <br />And now he hides under the bed like a frightened bat. <br />He’s better now and understands he gets pet when comes out of his internal cage. <br /> <br />Lucky, the you, energetic kitten. <br />She roams the house like the dominant feline, <br />But I still remember when she was the size of a mitten. <br />At times she’s rebellious, but I know she’ll always be mine. <br /> <br />Tia, the beautiful mother of the two above plus seven more. <br />While she was pregnant, she looked like a cow, <br />But now she is the drama mama I love and adore. <br />For a stray mother of nine, all I can say is oh wow! <br /> <br />Tweety, the bird that absolutely loves to make sound, <br />I guess he’s not really at fault, for he usually just joins in, <br />To all the noise he hears going around. <br />He definitely earned his name and tweet enough to make your head spin. <br /> <br />Mewful, the biggest and fattest of all. <br />He likes to sleep atop the bed. <br />Be warned if you want him moved, for once you pick him up, you’re likely to fall. <br />If asked to describe him, I’d say dumb and heavy as led. <br /> <br />My happy and energentic dog, Nikki, <br />Is a medium sized, thirty-seven pound animal. <br />A better name for her could be Licky. <br />As soon as I met her, I knew she would be my favorite mammal.<br /><br />Jane Meyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/font-color-darkviolet-an-ode-to-my-pets-school-assignment-7th/
