For Leah, who endures so much

If anyone is in the mood to listen to incessant cat crying, please feel free to come over anytime. I have decided to dedicate this post to Leah, who may be the most tolerant person I (or Bennie) have ever met. Here is a bit o' a limerick to further showcase our lives:

There once was a little Bennie black cat.
Who hated the brisk cold, as she had no fat.
She'd cry and she'd cry,
And we didn't know why.
'Til we learned that she just needed her own little ski hat.