God sends some of us a special mission
To take in stray kitty-cats in any condition,
To feed them and give them a permanent home,
To love them and make them our very own.
They chase through the house; their potty box smells;
They seem to have secrets they’re unwilling to tell.
They play till exhausted, then curl in your lap,
And settle themselves for a long comfy nap.
Some people are called to great wealth and power,
To run corporations, make big bucks per hour,
But others of us are only asked,
To take in little stray kitty-cats.
I asked God for things of importance to do,
Other than loving a good man and a bunch of kitties too.
He said,”Don’t be self-righteous;learn from your mistakes,
And be glad I send kitty-cats and not my stray snakes.”
I dreamed when I died I heard St. Peter say,
“What important things did you do each day?”
I felt Heaven for me was an impossibility
And that I should have lived my life much differently.
Then God said, “Come in. Have food and some drink,
And sit here in Heaven by your little cat Tink;
For I gave you one of My most important tasks
When I asked you to be a taker-in of stray cats.”
H/T to PurrEver Ranch Sanctuary
Recently we were notified by Darlene Goff that she is the original author of the above poem. Many thanks for allowing its use, Darlene.