Here is the first of a series of poems written by cats expressing their desire for world domination. We all knew it was an inevitability, and now we have the poems to prove it.
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Cats know who all the best peoples are……..
I keep you warm While I make sits on your lap I keep you safe As I keep […]
The mid-night zoomies have always been one of cats’ greatest mysteries. What do they do in the middle of the night and why? All we know is that their humans are left with the carnage to deal with in the morning.
We thought it be a great idea for our cat’s birthday to let him eat all that he wanted! Not so great idea.
Now my other cat has left me a poem by the food bowl to announce their displeasure. I believe they are collaborating.
Like some cruel joke from nature, cats are not born with opposable thumbs. They do have claws and the powers to knead on your organs while you sleep though. It is always important to make sure your cat is fed most often.
My cat is being expressive in rhyming long form poetry now. I can’t make the rain stop, so maybe stop incessantly mewling at the door and asking for me to make it go away? Oh, and writing poetry about it? Seriously, go have a nap or something.
The gifts our cats give us……I am sure they mean well.
We all wonder why cats spend so much time digging in the litter box. Here is a poem that may help us understand their nature. But then again, maybe not.
Idiosyncratic Mewsings 