A daily story or poem
Rituals of My Hungry Cat - October 5
The hungry cat, he meows and meows
When we don’t respond, he knocks over our towels.
We still make no movement
So he pulls up our heater vent.
He crashes into tables and jumps into chairs
And at light speed he flies down our stairs
We finally give him half a cup of food, no more than that.
Trust me, do not mess with a hungry cat!
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