A Mischief of a Creature

A Mischief of a Creature There's a special bond, Between a cat and a man. They're a perfect union together, With love at its center of hand. He loves to investigate things, But that's just what cats do. If it meets with his approval, He's meowing a thing or two. He can even play kickball; From across the room, as we play. But if he sees that he's winning, He'll meow in his cat way. Somehow in the middle here, He loves to take his naps. But if you disrupt his naps, He'll wake up with his slap. My cat can be goofy at times, And that's alright with me. But if he wasn't bugging me, I'd have to look and see. He tries to be a sly little fox, And when he is, We'll have our talks. Now to find closure here, Writing about my cat. I've nothing more to say except, Mischief is my creature, and he's my cat.