Well, I got back at my momma last nite for da complete lack of bacon and da indignitees of spraying me wif flea spray. I hid. And I hid GOOD. She looked for two hours and at four in da morning she just gave up. Haha, VICTORY is MINE! Eggsept, wait, dat meant no late-nite dinner last nite for me. And when she saw me this morning, she TRIMMED MY NAILS. I think by winning, I may have lost . . .
Anyways, while Crockett wuz eatin my late nite dinner as well as his (more proof I didn't really win, damn), I wrote this week's poem.
Zzzzz by Travis Ford
I'm a cat and I love to catch some z's
I like to sleep anywhere that I please
I like napping after I have been fed
Sometimes I prefer to nap in the bed
Or on top of the fridge, yeah, way up high
As close as I can to touching the sky
Another favorite spot, you wanna know where?
I love snoozing in my most favorite chair
Or when I wanna mess wif my mom's mind
I have got hidey holes she'll never find
The one place that I never ever nap
Is in the middle of my momma's lap!
Crockett and Angelique can be lap kittehs sometimes, but not me. And after flea spraying, nail trimming, and be STARVED overnite, I think ya can see why.