For all of you insomniacs, we present the latest addition to the Cat Poetry Collection.
When Cats prowl in the yard at night
They often leave a small surprise
Buried in the dust
And if by chance you find that prize
doing things you must
The bottom of your boot's a sight
But that's not how you found it
The sense of smell gave it away
You knew you'd stepped in cat shit
And though you like the furry things
Not kicking them is rough
It wasn't done intentionally
'Twas just your crummy luck.
The Fuzz claims this was inspired by an actual event !
4 comments:
yeah, just get a dog - they eat their
I have never seen cat poop outside. They bury that stuff pretty good.
Actually - I will take that back. You see the roof on the place of residence is a gravel roof. So to a cat it looks a lot like a giant litter box.....
Ours "sort of" bury it. If you happens to step there (especially with "waffle stompers" it will stay with you.
My co worker laughed so hard at this and then claimed that she loved your poetry. You've got a fan!!
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