Tag: Emilita

Hairball

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.

© Autumn and Emilita 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

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

A Cat’s Diary

February 3, 2018

Dear Diary,

Today was rough. I awoke at 4am to find my servants still asleep. What’s a cat to do? So of course I tried to wake them. I started by pushing some things off the shelf when one of them yelled at me to stop! How can I stop when I am so hungry? So, I did what I had to do, a few gentle swats to the face and finally I achieve victory. With my servant awake, I can now walk over to my food dish and eat. A cat must have an audience after all.

After some hard work (catching colorful mice and chasing after string) it is finally time for a nap at 9am. Just when I settle in, my servant decides to vacuum. The nerve! I must run for my life now that she has let the beast have free reign. So, off to my tent to fall back asleep.

My short nap lasts a mere 7 hours. Once again it is time to eat. I shouldn’t have to remind them of this, but of course I must roam aimlessly and glare at them constantly until dinner is served. It is just so hard to find good help these days. Then after I eat, they expect me to “play” on a full stomach. I think not.

A quick 40 minute bath and then it’s back to bed for me. I must get my rest so that just as they are ready for bed, I can keep them up with an hour of play. Today, they have the nerve to tell me it’s time for bed. So I hit the annoying one in the face.

I am fuming right now, but I must go to bed. 4am comes quicker than you think.

Cats vs. Dogs

Bark all you want,
don’t you know who I am?
I am a queen
who doesn’t give a damn.
Sure you can fetch
and you listen so well
but man’s best friend
can’t be that swell.
I hold such beauty
and purrfection for sure
and anything that ails me,
a nice nap is the cure.
My people do as I say
while you aim to please
and believe it or not
I’ve more tricks up my sleeves.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018

Travesty

High in my tower,
I take in the view
of a desolate land
created by you.
You moved that here
and you moved this there
and now I’m frantic
and you don’t even care.
How am I to sleep
when such a travesty occurs?
How can you think
a simple pet will make me purr?
Please put it back
to how I want it to be
this house is not meant for you
but it is all for me.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018