My Cat and the Paper

it was a promotion- free for four months including weekends; they shove it under the big gap of my front door, but there is a problem- and it has four legs with claws! My cat knows the time of delivery quite well, she is waiting for that moment of happiness by the front door; by the time I get up the newspaper is a mess, sometimes it is shredded by those claws and scattered! And my cat seems to think it is her bed, because I find her sound asleep upon those printed pages; and oh, should I mistakenly try to read it, well any cat owner will tell you (laughing) that is ridiculous! ____________________________ August 28, 2016 (edit) Poetry/Verse/My Cat and the Paper Copyright Protected, ID 16- All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.