Socks and t-shirts fly through the air,
And fresh from the dryer, such a pity.
But that can happen when doing the wash,
And you trip over a sleeping kitty.
She stopped mid-step, eyes opening wide,
This was it, The Crack of Doom!
C’mon Sammy it hasn’t been that long,
Since I have straightened up my room.
Sammy purred and then she yowled,
Catnip toys make her go crazy.
Usually we play “Chasing the Ribbon,”
But today, I am too lazy.
Colder weather is settling in,
Time for the thermostat to crank it.
But the real indicator that we might freeze,
Is the kitten underneath my blanket.
She’s a sweet little kitten,
Living with a bone-headed Dad.
I feed, pet and play, it’s not enough,
So she gets mad.
She’ll dance on my bladder at 3 AM
To show me her pain.
But that bone-headed Daddy rolls over,
And goes to sleep again.
Sammy is quite upset with me,
And is sulking around the house.
Perhaps I should have clarified,
When I said, “I bought a new mouse.”
Thinking of myself as a manly man,
One who remains calm under pressure.
But recently it all fell down,
When I stubbed my toe on the dresser.
The nights are growing colder,
And the windows I should close.
But I’m never going to do it,
When there’s a kitten on my toes.