Twas an early Sunday morning, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The holiday decorations had been tossed aside-in-a-tizzy
In hopes that caffeine would kick-in and make-me-get-busy
The teenagers were unconscious, asleep in their beds
While visions of Xbox polluted their heads
With the pooch at my feet, I guzzled my Java
A feeble attempt, to deal with-the-days drama
When out in the hallway, arose an overexcited pup
So, I sprang from my chair, to see what was up
When what to my wondering eyes, did appear
But a motionless rodent – in asystole – I fear
My infamous cat, was so lively and quick
I knew in a moment, it was that-serial-killing prick
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Out leaped ThatGoddamnedCat, in a quick graceful bound
He was pure feline badass, from whisker to toe
With a rap sheet so long, it could be tied in a bow
His ears they were pointed, like the tips of a star
His vision acute, so he could stalk from afar
His instincts were primal, his senses were keen
His pounce when airborne, was… stealthy and clean
He mewed not a word, as he glared at his prize
Pride and contentment, gleamed in his eyes
Then he sprang to his feet, and bounded away
Like a satiated feline, who’d gifted us prey
But I knew he was thinking, as he leapt out of sight
Happy Christmas lowly humans…
I’m done for the night!
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