Not written by me..........just sharing what was sent to me


The food in my bowl
Is old, and more to the point
Contains no tuna.




So you want to play.
Will I claw at dancing string?
Your ankle's closer.



There's no dignity
In being sick - which is why
I don't tell you where.



Seeking solitude
I am locked in the closet.
For once I need you.


Tiny can, dumped in
Plastic bowl. Presentation,
One star; service: none.



Am I in your way?
You seem to have it backwards:
This pillow's taken.



Your mouth is moving
Up and down, emitting noise.
I've lost interest.





My brain: walnut-sized.
Yours: largest among primates.
Yet, who leaves for work?




Most problems can be
Ignored. The more difficult
Ones can be slept through.




Cats can't steal the breath
Of children. But if my tail's
Pulled again, I'll learn.



I don't mind being
Teased, any more than you mind
A skin graft or two.




So you call this thing
Your "cat carrier." I call
These my "blades of death."




Toy mice, dancing yarn
Meowing sounds. I'm convinced:
You're an idiot.

cute

Love it!

Already copied and pasted it to email to friends!

Thanks!

awwwwwwwwwwh, I love this stuff


awesome whom ever wrote it....

I've said it before and I will say it again, now you know why dogs are pets and cats have staff...........

Yeah, us little bugger's

but I love it when I am

sad, or crying....and

they all cuddle in

before you know it

your patting them

then playing

and forgetting

what the hell

you where crying

about in the

first

place

Haven't got cats now, but remember the joy I received from them, and yes, they do own us