I am Sam.
Sam I am.
MAD, FURIOUS, FIT TO BE TIED!!
Just look at what Mommy took off my hide:
Can you believe that?
Well, this is one mad cat!
She gave me a Mohawk in reverse!
But wait, it gets worse!
She also shaved my hiney!
That's right, my keister, my tooshie, my fanny!
What made her do this terrible assault?
Can you believe it, she said it was MY fault!
So matted and tangled were the furs on my back that
no comb was working on this particular cat.
Which is very unusual, because I am usually so careful
to do all my grooming like a Mancat should!
So out came the shaver
and I couldn't have been braver!
I sat very stoic
as she gave me a reverse Mohawk!
Now most kitties would quiver
and all would certainly shiver...
at the sight of Mommy holding a shaver!
I repeat for the record: I couldn't have been braver.
Mommy says that she thinks that I, gallantly,
used all of my cleaning spit on Seaborne's furs...that could be.
I do admit to giving him some help
cause it is hard to actually clean your back yourself!
Think about it....how can you possibly reach
your back to clean? Pray tell, I beseech!
You move this way and that way, both frontward and backward...
That is a yoga position I haven't yet mastered!
So, here is the point of this tale that I have told:
My furs better grown back soon or I will be cold! AND...
Mommy had better watch her pillow
for I have a "gift" that I would like to bestow!
Mommy: Sam was so brave.....screaming like a baby the whole time....oh yes.....so brave. What the heck is on my pillow? SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!