Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Lullaby and Good Night . . .




All those loud bangs are fading;
Close your eyes, rest your head;
Soft and warm is your bed ...

Yes, I'll sleep, O so deep.
Please don't wake me now, Peep!
If you do, I promise you,
Biteys will make you weep.




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12 comments:

  1. The Island CatsJuly 5, 2016 at 6:55 PM

    Spitty, it's still kinda noisy around here. Stoopid humans...still think it's the holiday.

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  2. Summer at sparklecat.comJuly 5, 2016 at 7:51 PM

    MOL! I hope your human got the memo... I mean, poem.

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  3. MeganJuly 5, 2016 at 8:23 PM

    Well, you've given her fair warning, Spitty. She can't expect more than that.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  4. Catio TalesJuly 5, 2016 at 10:16 PM

    Hehe - we are glad the fireworks are done and peace can return. Assuming the Human leaves you alone.

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  5. Andrea and the Celestial KittiesJuly 6, 2016 at 4:19 AM

    Aw, curled up Spitty is so cute!!! If I smooch you will that wake you up? I think it might be worth the bitey...

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  6. Katie IsabellaJuly 6, 2016 at 4:24 AM

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  7. Katie IsabellaJuly 6, 2016 at 4:25 AM

    Spitty, no mom would ever think to disturb you. xox

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  8. Ivan from WMDJuly 6, 2016 at 6:47 AM

    You and Elliott are post-4th nap twins!

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  9. Mr PuddyJuly 6, 2016 at 7:54 AM

    *** Tip Toe ***
    *** Tip Toe ***
    Do you hear me ? Do you see me ?
    *** Tip Toe ***

    PS : From now on.. Please visit me @ My new blog address : http://mrpuddy9.blogspot.com 

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  10. Eastside CatsJuly 6, 2016 at 9:09 AM

    Spitty, you are irresistible!

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  11. pilch92July 6, 2016 at 1:56 PM

    Good one Spitty.

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  12. Cathy KeishaJuly 6, 2016 at 5:53 PM

    HAH! Didn’t picture you the bard type, Spitty. I kinda like it when TW scriches the top of my head and nape of my neck while I sleep.

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Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.