MEEE-YOWW

Once,
My sister and my dad were out shopping at the mall
And they saw that some bookstore was going out of business
And they bought me
"Cats For Dummies",
Which probably had something to do
With how much of a dummy I am,
But I'll make believe they weren't
Insulting my intelligence.

The cover has this brown cat on it
That's lying on it's back,
Staring at you
Upside down.
I still can't tell whether it's
A polite gaze
Or
A threatening glare.
Apparently,
This 380 page collaboration
Of cat care tips
Was written by some
Award-winning cat experts,
But my dad thought I'd
Enjoy the pictures.

Ginger's a dork of a cat,
Weird in a way no
Extremely long book can describe.
No explanation why
He only likes drinking water outdoors.
Not inside like normal cats,
He wants him some puddles.
Once he got his head
Stuck in a watering can,
Trying to lap up the little bit of
Water at the bottom.
My dad rescued him.
I didn't actually witness this
Particular event.
But I believe it.

He also comes whenever I click my tongue
To the roof of my mouth.
*click click*
He saunters over to me.
Wherever he may be,
He acknowledges my click.
In the neighbors lawn,
In the kichen,
Sleeping in a pile of dirty clothes,
Any place at all.
Obviously he thinks he's either
Gonna get food or loving out of
The deal,
But I'm aiight with dat.
Faithful for food,
Schmaithful for food,
Still devoted.

But I suppose I've gotten
Something out of that book.
From reading it cover to cover countless times,
I know a cat's facial expression when he's
"Tentative"
And how to stop your precious Snook 'ems
From "counter cruising."
That's gotta count for something.




^^Ginger in his element.