Just look at her now,
With kit at her side,
And see how she watches
With motherly pride
Her one little darling
Who has not a brother
Or sister to share
The love of her mother.
Our Father has taught them
To care for each other;
He teaches our Tabby
To be a fond mother.
He teaches our kitty
To gambol and play,
And cares for them kindly
By night and by day.
Each creature that lives
And moves on the earth,
Our dear heavenly Father
Has kept from its birth.
And he loves to see them
So joyous and gay,
And makes them so happy
They all love to play.
I’m glad that they have
Such love for each other,
I’m glad that my kitty
Does love her dear mother.
HAPPY CAT.
In eighteen hundred and eighteen,
In pleasant time of Spring,
The pretty kitten first was seen,
Whose history I sing.
And first her pedigree to tell,—
She came, I understand,
Of parents as respectable
As any in the land.