Why My Cat Would Be the Perfect Husband
Because his fur looks like a little tuxedo
Because he claims the grey, old office chair as his own
Because he’s lazy
Because he likes the smell of coffee,
even when the coffee cup is empty.
Because he’ll eat anything and everything
Because he hogs the loveseat,
stretching out and covering the length of the loveseat.
Because he struts around like a pimp
Because he tries to fight the cat on our porch through the living room window,
when really he’s a wimp.
Because he acts cool sitting on his spot on the left side of the loveseat
just chillin’.
Because he’s really nice when he wants something
Because he acts like he owns the house,
though the dog, Georgie, overwhelms him.
Because he sucks up to our other cat Serena, and Georgie;
both female.
Because his paws look like they have socks on
and his two front paws look like gloves.
Poetry
