The Princess


She was the runt of the litter

Too small to live on the farm

She could barely climb the stairs

To reach the food dishes

My daughter begged me

“Please can we save her”

“She is too tiny to be outdoors”

“I promise I’ll take care of her”

I gave in

I caved at her cuteness

And in no time

I was wrapped around her paw

Now we call her the princess

And we would be lost without her


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – litter