The Breeders Poem

Love My Little Kitty, she makes my house a home
She always is my best friend, I never feel alone
She makes me smile, she makes me laugh
She fills my heart with love…
Did some breeder breed her, or did she fall down from above
I’ve never been a breeder, seen life through their eyes
I hold my little kitty and just sit and criticise
I’ve never known their anguish, I’ve never felt their pain
The caring of their charges, through snow, wind and rain
I’ve never sat the whole night, waiting for babies to be born
The stress and trepidation when they’re still not here by dawn
I’ve never felt the heartache, of a little life in my hands
This darling little baby, who weighs but 60 grams
Should you do that instead of this… or this instead of that
Alone you fight, and hope one day, he’ll grow to be a cat
And bring joy to another being, and make a house a home
You know it’s all just up to you, you’ll fight this fight alone
Formula, bottles, heating pads, you’ve got to get this right
Two hourly feeds for this tiny guy, throughout the day and night
In your heart you know, you’re almost sure to lose the fight
To save this little baby, but god willing… you just might
Day one he’s in there fighting, you say a silent prayer
Day two and three, he’s doing well, with lots of love and care
Day four and five… he’s still alive, your hopes soar to the heavens
Day six he slips away again, dies in your hands day seven
You take this little angel, and bury him alone
With aching heart and burning tears, and an exhausted groan
You ask yourself “why do I do this?… why suffer all this pain?”
But when you see the joy your kittens bring… it really self explains
So, when you think of breeders and label them with “greed”
Think about what they endure to fill another’s need
When you buy a kitten and with your precious dollars do part
You only pay with money… we pay with our heart
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