Q : QUEEN

      

This is my QUEEN, Greta. She was a feral kitten given to me by a co-worker. She came from a feral colony that was mixed Siamese and greys. She is very Siamese, cream-colored with smoky grey points- and big beautiful blue eyes. She had one litter, my daughter's grey was the father. Here is a picture of the litter of 4 when they were down for a baby nap:

 (Adore them!)

I kept 2 males, Tallulah & Hezekiah. (My daughter kept the other 2).

 

(Hezekiah & Tallulah as babies.)

(Hezzie grown, guarding my bedroom, the desk to left where I am sitting right now writing this. *waves*)

 

And this is just a little ditty I had originally written for this post...

       

QUEEN
If I were a Queen
Even for a day
I don't suppose that I
Would know what to say

To have so many people
At my every beck and call
Would I forget how to manage
Could I handle it at all?

I suppose I know the truth
I'm already Queen of Me
Monarchy lives with their strange rules
And I live in the land of the free.
     -- Shayla Kwiatkowski, 2013