My stomach is turning
and my mouth is so dry;
this hairball inside me
makes me want to cry.
But real cats don’t cry
so look how brave I’ll be;
I’ll roam around until
I find the perfect spot to free
this chunk of hair,
all slimy and gross
and full of saliva
and disgusting to most.
Walking sure helps
but laying even more
so the best spot to be
is on your bed and not the floor.
Tag: Cats
Peaceful
Peace is what you give
although you would never know.
Heaven is with you.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Catonese for Dummies
From here to there
and back again,
I roam the walls
of this lion’s den.
What do I want?
You’ll never know
since what I need,
I’ll never show.
Meow from here
and meow from there,
now I’ll stand
with my icy stare.
You need to learn
how to read my mind
since our language barrier
has us in a bind.
Don’t you know
what I say?
Give me fish,
you big dummy!
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
Purrfection
You are perfection
wrapped up in a ball of fur.
With you, my heart smiles.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Dreaming Out Loud
What a wide world there is
outside my little bed.
Adventures await,
an exciting life ahead.
There are critters to kill
and sun to catch,
grass to munch,
and birds to snatch.
Still, I’d rather keep
these dreams inside my head
since dreaming out loud
means I have to leave my bed.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
Blood and Tears
Come a little closer
and I’ll show you how I feel;
with my claws extended,
the pain you’ll feel is real.
A little scratch here
and a rip or two there,
you’ll know to stay away;
I think that’s more than fair.
This here is my space
and it’s best you steer clear
unless along with blood,
you wish to leak some tears.
©Autumn and Emilita SIDERS 2018
Vacation
A vacation would be nice,
a little trip away
from all these worries
I face everyday.
Should I take another bath?
Should I sleep the day away?
Such tough decisions
to make if I stay.
I could travel the seven seas
or climb mountains to the top.
I could run a million miles
until my paws choose to stop.
The more I think about it now
this all just seems like work
so maybe I’ll stay right here
since vacation’s lost its perk.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
Playtime
Perched upon the couch
that evil glare says it all.
Okay, time to play.


