I wanted to share something positive, but not much is going on here.  So
I went back through my personal archives and found this little poem I
posted a few years ago.  It's still as applicable as it was then.

Kitten face peeking from under the bed.
Looking for fun - finds trouble instead.
Eyes, usually golden, now seeming black,
glitter like jet from behind the coat rack.
Stalking her prey, the jungle cat poses -
leaps to attack...a bouquet of roses!
Lucky for her it's printed on the sheets!
Come here, sillypuss, let's get some sleep!

- Denise VanDyke - March, 2002
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