It Wasn't My Fault the Cat's Tail Got Caught Under the Rocker

[rayheinrich]

I LOVE cat poems... and cats. (Well, most of them; Shiva,
the cat in the box up there, is ill-tempered, pisses on
everything, and turns vicious when not fed properly.)

Favorite lines:

"glaring at me
with hate in his eyes.
He'll love me again
within minutes,
he hasn't been fed yet."

If only love was that easy...
wait, no, it IS that easy.

Stupid humans.