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Dressed Up Cats Training your human is a thankless task. "Why bother with it?", some kittens may ask. The fate of the world is the issue at hand, as felines worldwide stake a claim for their land. Make no bones about it, we cats own the joint. We spray in the corners to drive home the point. When they try to punish, you mustn't show concern. (All attempts of discipline a pussycat should spurn.) A snide flick of tail will convey no remorse, but they will try harder to scold you, of course! So, hide in the closet until they forget, and then launch out just like an F-14 jet. Tear up their ankle, their forearm, their hand, then when they've had all the pain they can stand, dart from the room while they call 9-1-1, and celebrate victory: The felines have won! To humans, however, the battle's begun, as they steep in their anger and wish for a gun. Pathetic and lumbering and clumsy to boot, My friend, human dominance is really a hoot. Take charge in your home. It's destiny, meow. (The verses above have already told how.) So sleep for an hour, and then grab some chow, And then train your human, beginning right now. |
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