On Sunday, House and Garden Show:
But I had chosen not to go;
Around the house I had some work –
Like paving, which I could not shirk
(Well, round the house it isn’t, quite,
But ‘round the courtyard’ would be right).
So, anyway, while thus employed,
I thought it time the kits enjoyed
Exposure to the great outdoors,
In which they seldom have set paws
(Granddaughters go quite paranoid,
To every risk of loss avoid).
And did they really go to town!
They climbed trees up, they fell trees down,
And charged around like creatures crazed;
Their energy had me amazed;
And every nook and cranny tried
For cunning places where to hide.
The neighbours’ dogs on either side
The sight of them could not abide,
And all barked loudly, ‘We will kill!’
Kits laughed, ‘Not with our climbing skill!
But soon avoided taking strolls
Where lurked these anti-cat patrols.
So in and out they went with glee;
At last, when in, passed out, you see …
Though played out’s what they did all day,
They’re played out in another way.