Come Sit By Me A While:A Mother's Love.

I made a promise last Saturday that the next visit would be very soon and so it is !!!

As you cans see I have made Mince Pies and kept some for you all with just a little question to ask you all : I need your advice.

The pastry is Ok but only just Ok; It is a little hard although it has softened a little since they've been in the storage tin. I made pastry for the second time in my new food processor and my first attempt was a great success. The pastry soft and delicious ;however the sections of the tin I baked the pies in was very small so yesterday I bought a new baking tin with the sections a lot larger. This may have been the problem and I would be grateful for any tips.

Right do you all have your hot drinks and out we go into my sweet haven.

This is a true story going back to when I would have been about nine or ten years old.

I have always loved animals and as a little girl they became very important members of my family.

Their love was unconditional and they did not play mind games like many humans did.

Their maternal instincts so obvious and never questioned.

I hope you enjoy the following story.

One day I spied

A beautiful black cat.

She looked stunning

From where she was sat.

To and fro she travelled

Each and every day.

I tried to coax her to me

She wouldn't have it ! No way !!

She didn't turn up

For about a fortnight

I worried about her

And prayed she was alright.

However she returned

But what was this ?

Also a little white kitten

Whose charm you could not miss.!!!

The kitten ran over

And I cuddled him to me.

But Blackie remained aloof

And looked on knowingly.

After a while she gave a meow

And her kitten ran back to Mum.

But it wasn't the story's end.

There was much more to come.

Because of her colour

I named Mum Blackie.

And for the same reason

I named her baby Snowy.

However on one sunny day

As always they both arrived.

But Blackie secretly left us

And Snowy never left my side.

Snowy became my dear shadow

And also loved my beagle Lassie.

He played and I laughed

And made me so happy.

He would pounce out

As I ran very quickly.

He would give a daft smile

As I tickled his tummy.

He grew into a beauty

A big, white fluffy cat .

His purring so loud

As he sat on my lap.

He would follow me and Lassie

When we went for a walk

He would hide in the grass

And pretend to stalk.

As I went to bed

I said my prayers.

I could hear my Snowy

Running up the stairs.

He would climb into my bed

With my Lassie and me.

We were all cuddled together

As happy as could be.

Snowy grew into a beauty

He lived with me for years.

With a spirit as pure as can be

He always dried my tears.

I can remember him now

The memory as plain as could be.

We were truly inseparable,

Lassie, Snowy and me.

Many times I thought of Blackie

In her wisdom so rare.

She had brought me her baby

And left him in my care.

I thanked her from my heart

So very honoured and sincere.

She had given me her son

And I thank you Blackie dear !!!

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Some quotes for you to enjoy.

In the beginning, God created Man,but seeing him so feeble, He gave him the cat.

Warren Eckstein.

A home without a cat -and a well fed-well-petted and properly revered cat-may be a perfect home,perhaps,bu thow can it prove title ?

Pudd'nhead Wilson.

If animals could talk the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow, but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.

Mark Twain.

A cat is more intelligent than people believe, and can be taught any crime.

Mark Twain Notebook, 1895.

I simply can't resist a cat, particularly a purring one. They are the cleanest, cunningest,and most intelligent things I know,outside of the girl you love of course.

Abroad with Mark Twain and Eugene Field, Fisher.

Of all god's creations there is only one that cannot be made slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.

Mark Twain Notebook, 1894.

You can keepa dog: but it is the cat who keeps people, because cats find humans useful domestic animals.

George Miles from "How to be decadent."

Dogs come when they are called . cats take a message and get back to you.

Mary Bly.

For a man to truly understand rejection, he must first be ignored by a cat.

Anon.

I love cats because I love my home and after a while they become it's visible soul.

Jean Cocteau.

Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remanis untouched.

Anon.

I hope you all enjoyed today's hub and here's to so many more for us all to share on here. Have a wonderful day and lots of love to one and all from my little corner of Wales.

Eddy.