The Cat and the Dog (An Overheard Conversation)
"My word," said the cat,"you certainly do stink.
Methinks water's for bathing, not just to drink!"
"Retract those sharp claws," the dog stifled a yawn,
"I get plenty clean when I roll on the lawn."
"So much for you dogs having a great sense of smell,"
cat wrinkled his nose and whipped his long tail,
"now you just stink like the hinges of Hell."
"Get lost," snarled the dog, "with your sense of perfection,
"you only act sweet when you want some affection."
"At least they can kiss me," the old cat purred,
"without holding their noses since you smell like a turd."
"I am Man's Best Friend," the dog said with great pride,
"and I got that way by not being so snide."
"YOU'RE Man's best friend?" the cat said with a hoot,
"I feel sorry for Man, if that is the truth!"
"Don't make me get up," the old dog growled,
"I'll tear off your head," his eyes looking wild.
"I have speed for protection,"
he stretched with feline perfection,
"and as I go now, I fart
in your general direction."
©Danielle White
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