Cat Haiku

Playing with StumbleUpon again…

You never feed me.
Perhaps I'll sleep on your face.

That will sure show you.

You must scratch me there!
Yes, above my tail!

Behold, elevator butt.

The rule for today:
Touch my tail, I shred your hand.

New rule tomorrow.

In deep sleep hear sound
cat vomit hairball somewhere

will find in morning.

Grace personified.
I leap into the window.

I meant to do that.

Blur of motion, then —
silence, me, a paper bag.

What is so funny?

The mighty hunter
Returns with gifts of plump birds —

your foot just squashed one.

You're always typing.
Well, let's see you ignore my

sitting on your hands.

My small cardboard box.
You cannot see me if I

can just hide my head.

Terrible battle.
I fought for hours. Come and see!

What's a 'term paper?'

Small brave carnivores
Kill pine cones and mosquitoes,

Fear vacuum cleaner

I want to be close
to you. Can I fit my head

inside your armpit?

Wanna go outside.
Oh, poop! Help! I got outside!

Let me back inside!

Oh no! Big One
has been trapped by newspaper!

Cat to the rescue!

Humans are so strange.
Mine lies still in bed, then screams;

My claws are not that sharp.

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7 thoughts on “Cat Haiku

  1. I thought you'd been spying on me for a moment – sounds just like our place used to be. There's nothing quite like being woken up at 5am to the sounds of a cat throwing up is there. Since my husband gets up first I used to pretend I hadn't heard it and let him deal with it. And it cracks me up how the bum goes up when you scratch them on that spot above the tail. Ohh I really miss my cat.

  2. Ha! Did your husband clean it up? Because I know lots of husbands (or other s.o.'s) who would pretend not to see it and leave it for those who were around in the daylight.

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