Here's Kellie's Ode to Chukalu!

A Limerick for Chukalu

There once was a cat named Searalene
Who didn’t much like her owner bean.
So her pancreas stopped
and her insulin dropped
and she used the whole house for-a peein’.

The bean who had named her would swelter
‘bout the urine, but never did help her
and it said, “That’s enough!
This peeing’s too much!
Searalene, pack your bags for the shelter!”

Now the bean who is writing this poem
said, “Don’t do that -- I’ll give her a home!”
So she took Seralene
to the vet, to be seen
and they found diabetes – full blown.

At first it was rather a lot
to find out that the kitty would not
have a normal existence
and needed assistance,
but the bean learned to give her a shot.

She did research ‘till late in the night
with the hope that things would be alright.
She found FDMB
and Gorbzilla, with glee,
‘cause they brought a new hope into sight.

So the bean bought a home testing kit
and was upset ‘cause she couldn’t get
any blood from the ear.
But her heart filled with fear
when the ear-vein was finally hit!

Well, the kitty was never forsaken
and her love is all mine, for the takin’
but her name was so sappy,
I thought she’d be happy
With one that sounds less like fried bacon.

My friend said, “In Farsi she’d be,
‘koo-choo-loo’ ‘cause it means ‘tiny feet.’
But my brother pronounced
kitty’s name inside-out
And that’s why, for me, she’ll always be…

CHUKALU!