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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Easy Like Sunday

AYLA:  We are taking it easy today.  But before I get to that, TBT asked me to write a poem about the bunny Iza caught yesserday.  Because we know some of our friends ARE bunnys and this hunting stuff is hard fer them ta unnerstand.  I'll try...

The world would be far more polite,
If no other animals took a bite,
Of slower neighbors left or right.

If our paws had been evolved
To pull some grass into our jaws,
We would be happy eating those,
According to the vegan laws.

But ancient ancestors arose,
Who grabbed a neighbor, with the slows,
And habits started days of olds.

We who came from that old line,
Consider eating others fine,
We cannot stop; we're forced to dine,
On muscle, fat, and boney kine.

We're forced to live on meat, it seems,
Wherever it comes, whoever it means,
Birdies, mousies, buns are great,
And I know that last line doesnt rhyme!

AYLA

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Now to our Easy Like Sunday pictures! 

Iza is resting Easy...
So am I, on warm laundry!  I am happy on my piles of TBTs clothes with my special mousie in reach.  But where is Marley?
 Oh, he is doing the Easy on the soft pile of blankies and towels...
So we are ALL doing the Easy today here together...


13 comments:

  1. Enjoy your easy with dreams of baby buns (wild ones).

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  2. Happy easy sunday !
    Sweet Dreams about Carrots and Cucumbers ;-)

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  3. I see everykitty has their own preference for napping spots - and they're all different! That's a good thing in a family.

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  4. Good poem.... And nice napping to all of you.

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  5. That was a good poem and the snoozy is darn good too!

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  6. Socks caught a bunny once. He brought it up to the house for Scylla and Charybdis to play with (they were little kittens).

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  7. Iza,
    Love the poem :)
    No wild bunny here, But we got small mousies here. And it surprise my mom and dad. because around my area. Most of the house have cats !
    I used to whack them like Iza did. I guess it just like what you explains in your poem.

    Happy Snooze Sunday !
    xox

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  8. That is a simply sensational poem Ayla. Sensational.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  9. Poor little bunny but we'd probably do the same thing if we could go outside.

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  10. Bravo! Encore! That was an excellent poem! We hope you had a great easy and are enjoying your Memorial Day.

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  11. We gotta agree wif you on the meats...except for Sweet Pea--she LOVES veggies, too! We thought the poem was simply wunnerful.

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  12. LOVED the poem and yes, we kitties are born to be meat eaters and if we were always out with no one to love and keep us, we have to hunt our food and consume it or die. Those of us in the house can't hunt except in the wilds of the house but outside, we are simply being what we are: Cats. We shouldn't be condemned.

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