Call me Buddy sweet born my spring time name.
Orange stripes of fuzzy fur, paws and tail have I
When rubbed, stroked or brushed puring is my game
Chasing felt stuffed mouse pouncing on a fly
Pursuing rabbits setting up a trap
To much food I eat a girth round and fat
Licking fur, time to sleep, I need a nap
Not a chick or dog some would say I'm cat
Abandoned was I a shelter was home
Freed to a cabin for life by a lake
A tragedy happened now I'm alone
A new home going, fresh owner will take
Gift called life, the Reaper whose name is death
Dark is night, time is fleeting, my last breath
Written by Evan Miller, April. 2021
Buddy PurrKins died in January, 2021 at the age of 18.
