He likes to go exploring
Around his territory during the day,
Catching geckos, bugs and often birds
To pass the hours away.

Then when his stomach's empty,
He'll head back home once more,
Over the tall brick fence,
And up the back steps to the door.

And when the door is opened
He'll head-butt, purr and rub,
Then he trots off to his food bowl
And gobbles up his grub.

And once he's finished eating,
Back outside he'll head,
Or if he's feeling tired
He'll curl up on my bed instead.