My body wrapped as a ball
on the warm hassack...
far away from barking dogs and prowling cats.
I sleep and sleep
The growls of my stomach
remind me of my afternoon snack!
Slowly I move, stretching my furry, gorgeous frame,
enjoying the essence of my being.
I saunter into the kitchen and check out my bowl...
only to find it empty!!!
Frantically I pace the floor!!!
below the highest kitchen cupboard...
where the "Whiskas" is kept!!!
With one gallant leap I could spring
on high, slap open the cupboard door
and knock down the box!
But then...I hear the sound of human feet.
The back door opens and a smiling face
speaks my name.
"Meow," I answer patiently, waiting
by my bowl.
(As you may or may not know...I love cats. They are so interesting. And if you have a cat...they let you live with them and FEED them.)