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Cats

Cats- My stomach is growling I need to find a small snack to stop its howling My cat sees my tuna treat Immediately sneaks into my seat For some reason he thinks its for him to eat The meowing begins we have a small war Its becoming a chore to tell him no anymore I put my plate in the air he leaps from my chair The plate falls to the floor and the spoon hits the door The juices have sunk into the carpet Im keeping my cool surprised I have not lost it the cat scrapes the floor with his claws Trying to bury my tuna as he bats and paws at it I just shake my head wondering whats wrong with it The tuna was going to be a quick fix for my growling stomach and he is acting like its poison when its a favorite treat as I picked up the half empty can I look at the date Sure enough Id have been more sorry if I would have ate thankfully the cat, he pranced and meowed Knocking the food on the floor Im now thankful evermore

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