Brisco. To the Rescue.

[Bunx]

I thought hey
I should save a
cat, from a
no ill shelter.

No cats leave sick
but all leave wounded.

Brisco, asleep.
Dreaming of claws and a paw
against his back. Woke up
but a boy petting his.

UGH I am sleeping
but this is alright.
Who is this boy
bringing me. Oh?
delight. Thought the Briskey.

"Lets go home," I said.
To the land of the Undead.
A trailer owned where we barely
leave.
A slightly bigger cage in the mountains,
for you and me.

"Meow?" said Briskey.
Sounds better than this arse.
Smells of cat an depression
in this sewer cage for rats.
Thought Briskey.

Yawn I thought this cat.
will be alot of fun.