A dVerse Bark In The Dark!

 Have to wait and see who this could be!
I peered into the dark,
For something left its mark.
Pat was asleep,
But this could not keep.

I dashed to the bed,
Smacking him in the head.
I clawed at the sheet,
Going under for heat.

It was for heat,
I was not beat.
Don't even think that,
I just wanted to protect Pat.

So there we were,
I with my fur,
And Pat groaning at me,
He was a tad grumpy.

But I went down deeper,
For this thing sounded like a keeper.
It wailed and it popped.
I bet it even hopped.

Maybe that evil Nugget had found me.
But he already has cats by the plenty.
It could be a thief,
Ready to cause me grief.

They would steal my food.
That would just be rude.
Maybe Santa is late,
Or very early at any rate.

Drazin could be here,
But him you would hear before he got near.
It had to be a ghost,
From some far off coast.

That is when Pat heard it too.
I swear the thing could moo.
He looked over for Cassie,
Spotting the sleeping lassie.

How could this be?
Why would she not flee?
Then it came once more,
A popping at our shore.

Or it was a spurt.
I put Pat on high alert.
I told him to get a bat.
It could be a big rat.

But he just got up and walked away,
Leaving me alone at our bay.
What if it got him first?
That's when I heard a familiar burst.

He yelled my name.
I was not to blame.
I just chewed the tp,
And some funny looking handle at our sea.

Come to think of it,
It did turn a bit.
I then did a flip,
As my head felt a drip.

Sadly it seems the scary beast,
Was because I tried to have a handle feast.
I turned the shower on just enough,
To make it sound like someone was going to get rough.

Note to self,
Chew the corner of a shelf.
Leave those handles be,
No matter how juicy.

Now wasn't that dVerse? That monster made me curse. I mean shower handle. Next time Pat should light a candle. Some scary thing could lurk. I did leave him with a smirk. Something new I can do at our grass. I can turn the shower on with my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.