Some consider them "finicky felines"
With strange, unpredictable ways,
Carelessly coughing up furballs
As they wander through life in a daze.
Such people would not care to own one,
In fact they'd be quick to say "scat,"
And not in their wildest of moments
Would they give up their home to a cat.
But others, LIKE ME, find enjoyment
In their cool, independent stride,
And we're flattered if they choose to visit
A minute or two by our side.
It doesn't take much to amuse them,
A string or some fingers will do,
And you don't have to walk them in rainstorms,
They simplify matters for you !
- Genie Graveline
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