King of the Castle - A Cat Poem

by Peggy Boone
(Maryville, TN USA)

His name is Danny Boy,
but I call him "His Highness."
He came into our lives last year.
An orange and white cat.
A victim of abuse, he hid in the bushes
for three days, until he would venture
out to where we were.

My mother, the one who allegedly doesn't care for cats,
is his favorite.
He goes to her for rubs on his neck and for occasional
"people food."
Me, on the other hand, the reason he lives with us, because I
fed him, what jobs did I get??
Litterbox detail and "chauffeur." When he gets cattied, I groan. (He
weighs 10+ pounds.)

I call him "Houdini." He hides in the house and sometimes it is hard
for us to find him.

I call him "The Flash." He can appear out of nowhere, and when he
decides to run, I can hardly catch him.

He is spoiled completely rotten. .
and we love him dearly.