Cats

Once upon a time,

When I did not care about a dime,

We came to Karnataka.

To have a vacation.

That was the time,

When I met my first cat.

Black, golden, brown, with a mixture of white.

She could not win even a fight.

She used to love cuddles.

Never stepped out of her bubble 

But if she likes you,

She would not make any trouble.

Her name was Gems.

Next came the small white black cat.

Not more than 5 months old.

He played like a young boy.

He obviously had a heart of gold.

The apple of everyone's eye.

The troublesome cat in my grandparent's eye.

He was a dear.

Always was near.

Near to my heart. Near to me.

His name was Checkers.

Then came the next one.

Looked like Checkers.

Only difference was his big white mane.

He was a big cat.

Biggest cuddle cat.

The most active cat.

The most loud cat.

We named him Twinny.

Next came Moustachee.

Bless his soul.

Was an enemy of my Twinny.

Always looked like he was hungry.

But never ate any.

He died while resting,

A few dogs attacked him.

To this day I hope he went to heaven.

His name was Moustachee. 

Next came the big leopard.

The most hungriest of them all.

Never cared about anything.

Just wanted to be fed all.

His name was Leppy.

I love my cats. Whether good or bad.

They just made my life a tad bit good..

No the best and luckiest person of them all.