One day Hat was walking along the street
He noticed a kitten under his feet
'Come with me, I'll find you something to eat
Oh no need to purr, it will be my treat'
He said to the cat, whose eyes gaped at him
At the human pursuing a strange whim
Hat lightly smiled and patted a limb
The cat arches its neck, still proper and prim
At my place there's a gross tribe of mice
Causing a ruckus, like a head of lice
I've got some milk, but if that won't suffice
You're welcome to hunt, indeed it'd be nice
The cat shook it's head and ruffled its fur
Of what Hat meant, it really was not sure
But if figured, well why not give a purr
The pot was swirling, no need for a stir
Back at home, Hat blanketed a basket
Put the cat in it, he did not ask it
The cat stared in fear, like it was a casket
But it did not need to try and mask it
Hat didn't notice, indeed he was thrilled
Thinking of the life he and cat would build
A bowl was brought and with milk it was filled
So gently he fed cat, not a drop spilled
Cat thought alright, I guess I'll take a nap
As Hat caressed it on top of his lap
A gray rat watched from out the wall's gap
Eyeing cat with more hate than a mouse trap!
And so they lived for a year...
One day Hat was gone, Cat wanted to hunt
Cat sharpened the blue nails that had grown blunt
Stuck one in the rat hole, just as a punt
Heard nothing, not even a tiny grunt
Cat was petite and crouched down through the hole
Began to burrow in just like a mole
Cat suddenly began to slide and rol1
Gave out a shriek, no one heard, not a soul
The clever ugly mice had fooled the cat
She shot through to the garbage just like that
Huffing and puffing, hating every rat
Looked up at home from away where she splat
Hat came home but Cat was no longer there
A hand ran over the head without hair
He was confused and started to dispair
Where could Cat be? Not here so anywhere!
The garbage truck had driven cat away
Now she was lost, far out in city fray
And how could she get back, what was the way?
Well that's in part two, right now I can't say
II
Poor Hat was left alone to tears of grief
Trying to figure out who was the thief
Hat was stunned, hurt and oh! in disbelief
Only finding Cat could bring him relief
At once he set out to seek and to search
Even looking thru old piers in a church
Climbing the branches of a great birch
But he found no trace for all his research
Cat meanwhile had escaped the garbage
Limped back to the city over a bridge
It's a dull story so I'll now abridge
Cat was very scared, more than just a smidge
She walked along the street, once again alone
Letting a whimper, even a moan
She sat down to ponder atop a stone
When up came a girl, to Cat yet unknown
'Are you alone, oh you poor little thing
You can come with me, I don't bite or sting'
Cat started, mesmorized, by her shiny ring
And jumped into her arms with a light spring
Cat was thinking of Hat, but where was he?
This girl could help her find him, well, maybe..
The poor cat was worried the girl could see
'I bet she belongs to a family.'
'I'm sure you belong to someone nearby
I'll help you find them, no more need to cry'
The girl made posters and hung them all high
She didn't want it to work, but she'd try
Hat as well had made Cat a flier
But no response, it was looking dire
He wouldn't give up, wouldn't retire
Whatever he did he had to find her
Cat for her part was looking all around
She recognized nothing, no sight or sound
Began to fear Hat would never be found
To live without Hat? She'd rather be drowned
One day the girl went to visit a friend
To stay the afternoon she did intend
Would she have brought Cat if she knew the end?
On the street, Cat began to comprehend
It was the same street where Hat had found her
She knew where she was, without deter
Ran as fast as she could on paw transfer
The girl followed Cat, it was all a blur
Cat scratched on Hat's door, he opened it
She jumped in his arms and his face uplit
Though he had a new cat, a tiny brit
He loved Cat much more, he had to admit
The girl agreed to take the other one
That was better than for her to have none
However this story is far from done
Not all forgive when you give show them shun...
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