CAT

Some one saw a pussycat

And lured her to my door

With a bowl of breakfast milk,

And she came back for more.

She was a lovely creature

With soft and cuddly fur

That anyone who saw her

Could not but adore.

And she had admirers

Of her own ilk

With whom she soon was wont to

Share my breakfast milk.

But someone will regret it

When next she sees my face,

For the smell of cats' Malacca

Is all around the place

My husband had the cataracts removed from his eyes. It was then that I got to thinking about how well he would see after the operation and more important, would he like what he'd see?

After The Operation

So now he has had his eyes done,
and at last he can see,

but I was a bit worried,
what would he think of me?

You see, he hadn't seen me,
out of two good eyes,

would I be a total shock,
or a nice surprise?

He said "my God, you are almost grey,
you're eyes are much too small,

you are old and fat and ugly,
I'm not impressed at all"

But as I sat there crying,
I suddenly noticed that---

he wasn't looking my way,
but talking to the cat!!

so yes I think he's very pleased
with all that he can see

He thinks every thing is lovely,
and that includes me!!

Hi Cheryl

Here are the bride and groom after the wedding.Looks like they had a good time.