I am a very poor feline, and I am feeling blue
There were vitamin pellets for dinner, and they are hard to chew
I searched in the all the corners and even lifted my dish
But I am now starving, where is my tuna fish
I decided to take a walk, but there was storm and rain
I was looking for a bird, but they were busy eating grain
Today is not a good day, I pawed my way round the block
And then I saw a dog, which gave my whiskers a shock
I decided to run for my life, but it was hard on my paws
I turned to face the hound and then put out my claws
In the meanwhile Mrs. Human called, the tuna fish is here
I ran as fast as I could, because I had some fear
And then I reached my feline flap and squeezed inside with might
The dog he tried to follow, but then he got stuck so tight
There is a moral to my story, I havn’t found it yet
but let a feline adopt you, they are the better pet
The Cat Chronicles 
Tabby–I do so love your poetry. Be careful with those canines. They only think they are as quick as you!
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The problem is they are a lot bigger than I am and louder and have no respect for felines that were worshipped as gods.
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I like both, myself. They make interesting combinations. If cats weren’t so destructive, we’d have a couple now, but they are and I just can’t deal with the clawing and the breakage anymore.
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I cannot compare as I have never had a dog. Having three cats was a handful but now we just have Tabby and she is no big problem, but is now an elderly lady
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