I live a very simple life with cats in every space But when I got to bed at night they sleep upon my face Now to live without the luxury of cats in every space Would be to live a sorry life in a very sorry place. I’ve never been without a cat and this I can uphold I’ll have a cat in every space Until I’m gray and old. For every fool should be aware that cats are complex creatures they live about in every space And give the house its features. Now take my house away from me and place me in a tent I’ll have a cat in every space And still I’ll be content. ~ Mark A. Dye
Don’t smell crotches, don’t eat plants. Don’t steal food or underpants. Don’t eat my socks, don’t grab my hair! DON’T RIP THE STUFFING FROM THAT CHAIR!
Don’t eat those peas! Don’t touch that bush! Don’t chew my shoes … What IS that mush? Eat your cookie, drink your drink. Outta the toilet! Outta the sink!!
Away from the “Cat Box” It’s for the Cat …And MUST you kiss me? After that??? Yes, raising a puppy is not for the lazy! Though puppies are funny, they’re also quite crazy.
But don’t despair, though its toil and strife. After 3 years, you’ll get back your life! So, let’s go for “walkies”, you can “do your thing”. And perhaps I’ll get back my GOOD DIAMOND RING!
Don’t close the door! Don’t push me away. Why are you leaving? Don’t make me stay. Slow down the car, I can’t keep up. This pavement is hot and my pads are cut.
I’ve got to quit running or my heart will pop. Every muscle is aching. Why don’t you stop? I’m so hungry and thirsty. Darkness is near. But I shouldn’t leave, he will come for me here.
Several weeks have passed, I am dead on my feet. They call me a nuisance because I eat off the streets. Every car that passes, I chase it to see If it’s my master coming for me.
Though I approach those that come near With trust in my eyes and no sign of fear. With hate in their voices and a cold, heartless stare, They threaten to kill me – they don’t even care.
Batter my body with rocks that they throw, I will not leave, he will come, don’t you know? Overtaken with weakness, my body is numb. I’m sick and so lonely. Oh please, let him come!
I will go back where he first threw me out. I’ll wait for him there, he will come, no doubt. My thoughts are fading. My chest feels like lead. I’m sleepy, so sleepy .. I can’t lift my head.
It’s so quiet, so peaceful .. all remains still. There is my master at my home on the hill. Yes, I can see him, he’s calling my name. His voice is so gentle, his hands are the same.
He decided he wants me. Things will be fine. I really do love him, that master of mine. My tail wags with pleasure. I can’t catch my breath. He came in my dreams, but so did my DEATH!!
