I am Sally!
A very well-treated and upper-class cat.
A fake diamond collar is worn around my neck,
So I sparkle and dazzle each time
I give a quick shake.
Brushing and grooming
Happen every day of my life,
A puff of an odour dispenser
Wafts smells out of the way.
They once tried to,
Colour my nails,
I strongly objected,
All I will tolerate is a quick
Clip around my toes.
I have to let them do that,
As nails start turning back,
Digging into my pads,
Changing my gait to an alley cat.
The bit I hate
And starts me loudly cat-a-walling.
Is when I am dipped in the bath.
Claws are out my sharp teeth too,
As I protest with you.
To stop this infringement of my cat rights,
I have to remind you,
We are protected you know,
They won’t always let you do to us,
What you want to do.
Meals I am real fussy,
I like salmon and shrimp,
Don’t give me scraps,
As I turn my nose up at them.
My toilet tray has to be pristine
Otherwise you will stand
In something,
You never intended or planned.
In company,
I am choosy and I know who I like.
The ones that I don’t, receive a quick bite,
Or scratch on the nose, or masses of fur that sticks,
On their expensive dark clothes.
The ones I love I hardly leave alone,
I follow them around
Everywhere in the home.
Yes! I do adore being,
Sally the Upper-Class Cat for sure.
© 2023 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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