Senor Don Gato

Secretary's Note: When I was five or six years old, my father bought us a casette tape of children's songs all around the world. It included a song called Senor Don Gato. I found myself humming this song again about 15 years later when I took home my very first cat, a stray kitten I named Toby. When Toby died, I got a dog, and the rest is history. This song is very special to me, and now I am teaching my three year old son sing it, with the hopes that it will spark his interest in animals, and he too would grow up with love and compassion for them. I dedicate this song to our cat friends, Prince, Butchy's kitty sibs,a pretty cat called Katie, and our very own Poosie, Pusit and her two kitties. Enjoy!

Oh Senor Don Gato was a cat
On a high red roof Don Gato sat
He went there to read a letter,
Meow, meow, meow
Where the reading light was better,
Meow, meow, meow
'Twas a love note for Don Gato

I adore you wrote the lady cat
Who was fluffy, white and nice and fat
There was not a sweeter kitty,
Meow, meow, meow
In the country or the city,
Meow, meow, meow
And she said she'd wed Don Gato

Oh, Don Gato jumped so happily
He fell off the roof and broke his knee
Broke his ribs and all his whiskers,
Meow, meow, meow
And his little solar plexus,
Meow, meow, meow
Ay Caramba cried Don Gato

Then the doctors all came on the run
Just to see if something could be done
And they held a consultation,
Meow, meow, meow
About how to save their patient,
Meow, meow, meow
How to save Senor Don Gato

But in spite of everything they tried
Poor Senor Don Gato up and died
And it wasn't very merry,
Meow, meow, meow
Going to the cemetery,
Meow, meow, meow
For the ending of Don Gato

When the funeral passed the market square
Such a smell of fish was in the air
Though his burial was slated,
Meow, meow, meow
He became reanimated,
Meow, meow, meow
He came back to life, Don Gato

We are back!

This is Pussy sneaking in to apologize to our readers because we have not been blogging for weeks. My Mum was very busy taking care of the H.S who was pooping watery stuff and throwing up his milk non stop. I did not think it was Parvo because he was not brought to that room where sick doggies stay in our clinic. Instead, I saw my Mum leaving the clinic with the H.S one early morning, along with the other humans, and did not come back for several days ( leaving me with the Assistant who provided me food and water but no entertainment, phooey!)

When they returned, my Mum showed me this photo of the H.S with his Nana. I got very jealous that Mambo ( the one in a penguin costume) was brought along, and I wasnt. My Mum told me that I wouldn't not have liked it anyway because where they went were humans in white costumes who would poke and prick the H.S' paws every so often- that the sight of the H.S bawling in pain would have terrified me. Duh???

The H.S is back home now and seems to be okay so you can expect regular blogging to resume soon, even that of Moy-Moy's (the poor guy still could not figure out what happened to his willy!)

P.S. I am still mad at my Mum for letting the pretend penguin be H.S' best friend,

when I, Pussy O'Wossy is just as good, especially that I am real!

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Moy-Moy was thrown in jail!

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