We Sure Know When We Go!

Cassie is a bit more wiser than I as things catch her eye. Hey, she's done it way more. That is my excuse at our shore. She can tell when it's time to go. But I don't take too long to get in the know.


Cassie knows.No stuff in rows.She's just aware,With one quick stare.
 
See? I learn.We won't return.My cat house is apart.I don't take that to heart.

Into hide mode I go.High, not low.Can't reach me. But you can still see.

Can't now.I don't meow.I have the dark.Here I will park.

 I'd rather stay,Then deal with the other bay.A basket case is just what I need.There they grow like a weed.

A scaredy cat.I like that.Can chase her away,Any old day.
 
The box cat.Who needs that?I can pack him up though.Mail away another foe.

The bouncer kitty.He's not in a city.That is where he needs to go.So see ya later to another foe.

The fluff ball.Chase him down the hall.He can be a duster.After all the dusting he looses his luster.

And then there's the poser.What a brown noser. But if he gets too close to me,On him I'll do number 2 with glee.
I guess I have a way of thinning out the pack. I just need to go on the attack. Do you have foes to stop? Have such a big crop? The mutts I'll have to work on next time. Dealing with those butt sniffers is just a crime. At least I took care of one furry mass. They won't be bothering my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.