Daddy has bought me lots
of toys.
A whole boxful I have.
More than all the other cats.

I play with them from
time to time.
Throw my mice across the floor.
It’s daddy I like playing with.

I wait until his arm drops
before striking.
Dashing across the floor and
sinking my sharp teeth.

Daddy just grins.
“Play again daddy.”
“Go on then.”
I dash back and lay down flat.

As his fingers crawl across the floor
I strike quickly.
Sometimes daddy pulls away.
Other times I catch him.

Holding his arm within my
strong paws and gnawing the
knuckles.
“Hey that hurts.”

I sit back and grin.
“Want to play hide-and-seek?”
I run back and the game begins.
“Peek-a-bo”

I know where daddy hides and
I find him.
He responds and I dash off once more.
Until I’m tired and yawning.

I’m off to bed now, daddy’s chair.
Daddy can sit somewhere else.
Plenty of choices.
Until we play again.

Next time.

Meoooooooooooooooooooooooow I loved this!

Wow...that was wonderful.True too.

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