When I Detected

 Something was amiss.

It was always the same something.

Anyway, back to raising my cats,

they're growing up fine. One has

a sleek coat and the other

is almost an angora. 

Supposed

 I was supposed to follow the instructions

about keeping quiet

especially regarding a certain lively creature

and what to call the little weirdo. In reality,

what did I miss in all the commotion?

The rinky-dink little town. Its drab streets

leading to pioneer graveyards. Plus,

what to do after seeing all the dust

and used up trees?