Fuzzy, you are underfoot!
You’re never still, you won’t stay put,
you twirl and try to catch your tail,
and never notice that you fail.
You clamber up and down the stairs,
depositing unsightly hairs,
and when it’s time to go outside,
you scamper off and try to hide.
Fuzzy, though you understand,
you never follow my command,
I tell you “Sit!” I tell you “Stay!”
You lick my face and run away.
I buy you bones, and yet you choose
to gnaw the chair, to chew my shoes,
I would not mind a dog like that,
but you’re peculiar for a cat.
From Something BIG Has Been Here by Jack Prelutsky