Sit And Fret With An Are We There Yet?

The other day the cat was in the car and of course one of those whiny humans was as we went to that other sand bar. The cat had to plug his ears, worse than rusted car gears.

Are we there yet?
Is a safe bet.
It always come due.
A time or two.

Nope, a ways to go.
Look at that wind blow.
I'll bite your toe.
Then you can crow.

Are we there yet?
Does it look like the needs are met?
Does it look like the car is stopped,
And out you are plopped?

I have to pee?
Leave me be.
Hold it I say.
Yeah, the cat is mean at our bay.

I still have to pee.
Still leave me be.
Look at the sky.
Think about pie.

Are we there yet?
No, you can't pet.
Keep those fingers away.
Kitty doesn't want to play.

I really have to pee.
Clench each knee.
Geez, we need a litter box,
Or maybe just use your socks.

Are we there yet?
Needs still aren't met.
Look for something blue.
I am not giving you a clue.

I am going to pee.
You better stay away from me.
Go in a bush.
Careful for things may bite your tush.

I no longer have to pee.
It came out of me.
Are we there yet?
Nasty and annoying you are to the pet.

Never fear, a bathroom was found near. One of those nasty public restroom places. Pat made a few nasty faces. Cassie just rolled her eyes. Don't they ever get tired of the same old cries? The cat may just prefer the canine mass. At least all they do is sniff my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.