Through a Cats Eyes

I live the “life of Riley” can’t you see I’m crafty and cunning and independently free I warm my owner up with a rub and a purr A warm cozy blanket is what I prefer When I choose to be aloof I just turn my back and curl up bullet proof I don’t mind being a house cat Some may say because of this I’ve become a bit fat Not to worry, never fear I run around this house crazy and mess up your underwear Sure, give me some yarn, that too can become boring after a time I’d rather look out the window in the sun and lick my paws, sublime And when you’re cooking up a great meal That’s when I sit pretty and cry and squeal I’m sweet and lovable and debonair And I’ve taken over your house “I declare” Yes I know I may sleep more than some But how could you resist, your furry friend is what I’ve become Inspired by Constance La France’s Cat tails contest