It's the simple and little things that matters in life...

     To My Daring Mickey who's wild                     She looks through the windows as like there's another world 

      Beyond her imagination, wiggles her tails when the leafs fall  

      At night when she see herself in the mirror and often believes it's another Cat😯 

      Sometimes I wonder what's she thinks in that head of hers

      She's very alert to vehicles and must peak out when passing by our house 

   Very Playful and loves yarn.. My mother often calls her all kinds of names 

     The most common one is Brat or Come Down!(kitchen counter)

      (Hopefully y'all won't get sick of me talking about Mickie who's my cat)