O, Pendry was a Ganas cat

O, Pendry was a Ganas cat,
An orange cat, a clever cat,
A working cat, a cuddling cat.

On path he’d lie, a lazy cat.
In sun he’d sleep, a warming cat.
O, Pendry was a Ganas cat.

In pantry lurked, a stealthy cat.
On mice he pounced, a hunting cat,
A working cat, a cuddling cat.

In door he’d wait, a sneaky cat,
And slip right in, a bad, bad cat.
O, Pendry was a Ganas cat.

Round feet he’d twine, a tripping cat.
In arms he’d purr, a happy cat,
A working cat, a cuddling cat.

And now he’s gone, our loved lost cat.
He slipped right out, our good, good cat.
O, Pendry was a Ganas cat,
A working cat, a cuddling cat.