
There is a cat
that goes exploring,
while Mommy is curled up,
boisterously snoring.
Upon the counters
he will stalk,
his calling card is fur,
left from his walk.
Though forbidden
while I am obviously awake,
he settles curiosity
on those visits he takes.
He is not a thief,
this cat debonair,
it is simply his way of
saying "Gilligan was There."
And a "neener-neener" to Mommy,
With a paw to his nose,
nobodies can tells
where a Gilly cat can goes.
*A cheeky fellow*
is my friend, that cat,
only at sleep time
is he ever a brat.
Funny! I can see him doing those things!
ReplyDeleteLove, Mel
And I of course get the "Who Me??" as I wipe the counters off for the 3rd time in one day. I have no idea how he leaves them in some places.
ReplyDeleteBooger..but I love him.