A Cat Dad (A Poem)

Awoken early in the morning by the sound of pacing paws.

I would have liked to sleep in late

But if I don't get out of bed,

They'll only escalate.

Wearily serve their breakfast, only to have them stick their noses up and walk away.

There's no point in getting mad.

It's what I signed up for

When I became a cat dad.

There are so many jingle balls and toy mice on the floor,

They can only be cleaned up with a broom.

I spend a large portion of my money keeping the birdfeeders filled

Just so they have something to watch from the window in the living room.

Almost ran late for work this morning

Because one of them decided to take a nap

And, of course, their choice of bed

Happens to be my lap.

No plate of food is safe unattended

We need to be careful where we place something breakable, like a vase.

There is cat hair just about everywhere

But, let's face it, they are the ones who really run the place.

All I can do is be a good and loving parent

Even when they are being very, very bad.

It's all just part of the life

Of being a cat dad.

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Here are some of my other poems:

In the Way (A Poem)

Steven Helmer Publications