CATASTROPHES

Go Figure ...

When the cats behave, they're my husband's cats.
When they misbehave, they're my cats.

When they need attention, they're my husband's cats.
When he's busy and they need attention, they're my cats.

When it's 6PM and the cats want a kitty treat, they're my husband's cats.
When it's 6AM and the cats are hungry, they're my cats.

When they want to be brushed and petted, they're my husand's cats.
When they need a bath, they're my cats.

When it's time to play with the cats, they're my husband's cats.
When it's time to clean the litterbox, they're my cats.

When it's time to go to sleep and cuddle, they're my husband's cats.
When they're tired of sleeping and wake us up to play, they're my cats.

Fortunately, when they want a hug, they're our cats.

Copyright © Diane Barnes
March 4, 1999


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