Imagination of A Cat

Enter Mannelig, sloven on a couch;

Striped ginger and bald,

Just ‘round his rear,

With a fluffy hook for a tail;

 

Stretched wide on his back,

Buried in fables from his naps; Perhaps,

Chasing a mischief of mice out of paw’s reach,

And spitting at tales of a rolling boxed beast!

 

“ Mreow...”

 

Nonchalantly joins fellow comrade,

Infra the Wuss, the Little-Big Puss!

Stubby tabby tail, whose purrs know no end,

And a mind for inviting slaps to his tush!

 

“ Frrood...?”

 

Infra yawned,

Stretching his paws,

Popping his claws,

With a topsy-turvy beam.

 

Eyes half-opened,

A lazy gaze to his brother,

With a silent hint, Mannelig rolled,

And onto his belly slumbered the dozer.

 

Then came a familiar sound so drear,

Four glassy eyes flashed berserk!

As Death’s accession came near,

Both cats in a chronic frenzy like clockwork!

 

“ Beast…”

The sloven hissed…

 

Ceasing from raising his head,

Mannelig froze in his slumber state.

But jerked upright at the sound of fright,

‘Twas Infra, staring down the plight…

 

Behold! For by their Mistress’ hand,

‘Twas the neck of a monster!

With a mouth that devoured all in its path,

And a bellow of a hundred hungred banshees, displeased!

 

Facing the now quivering kittens,

With a tap on the rump of the beast, SILENCE!

Spake, their Mistress,

With a look so tender:

“ Why the terror?”

“ ‘Tis only the vacuum cleaner!”

 

 

-Leah

Author's Note

Mannelig and Infra are two of my cats. Fellow cat owners, you know just what I'm talking about.

Reviews

[SuicidePact.]

aw this was adorable. i love cats

[Igor G. Balatsky]

That's grrreat! I love it, Leah. )

Cats are the happy creatures.
They care about nothing!
(Henry Walter Bates)