Me and My Cat
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I had this cat for 16 years. We were close friends. I think about her every day.
Me and My Cat
It’s 7 am and I need my rest
I’m ignoring a ten pound cat on my
chest,
I can hardly breathe,
But I’ll try and stay put,
It’s Sunday today
I don’t want to get up.
It’s 7:05, and I’m staying in bed,
I’m ignoring a large fluffy cat on
my head.
She’s purring loudly,
it’s tricky to sleep.
Something tells me that kitty is
wanting to eat.
It’s 7:15 or more I suppose,
I’m ignoring the cat
who is picking my nose.
She’s persistent and starving
in dawn’s early light,
She hasn’t a morsel
since Saturday night.
It’s twenty past seven
I hold fast my warm place,
I’m ignoring the large furry paw in
my face.
She’s prodding so gently
As loving can be
Breakfast for her would mean
peace for me.
It’s half past seven
I’m down under the sheet,
I’m ignoring the ten pound blob on
my feet.
Still purring loudly,
she might go away
If I keep on sleeping
the morning away.
It’s 7:40 and resistance is thin
There’s a purr-furry head
snuggled under my chin.
I have to admit, that this cat is
sly
She gets prey with honey
Or at last it’s a try.
It’s 10 til eight and
the cat has prevailed
I will feed the big ball
of fluff with the tail.
I’ll go back to sleep,
I can if I wish,
If only I’ll open the
liver and fish.
I live by myself,
I do as I may,
I sleep when I want
And have things my own way,
I do what I want,
and I mean that is that!
As long as my schedule
conforms to my cat!
W.C. Kasten, 1985, all rights
reserved.
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2 thoughts on “Poem: Me and My Cat”
Once I had a cat just like yours! It was my daughter’s cat but when she moved away I took care of it. Even though I’m not a cat person, after years together, it stole my heart.
Once I had a cat just like yours! It was my daughter’s cat but when she moved away I took care of it. Even though I’m not a cat person, after years together, it stole my heart.
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Funny how they do that. Right now, a dog or two own my heartstrings.
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