If you happen to be a cat lover, you surely must have read Harold Monro’s  “Milk for the Cat“.

I had come across this poem at school. It’s been one of the most cherished ones till date; not only because it was amazingly detailed, but also because I grew up in the company of cats

But why am I writing a post on cats? It’s not caturday is it? No, what really triggered this post is this song I accidentally discovered on Youtube:

Both Harold’s poem and this video exude some kind of timelessness, which I find hard to pin point. May be it’s as simple as “love for cats.”

What if Harold Monro were to be alive in today’s times? He’d probably come up with something like the “Mean kitty” song No?