Did you ever have a bad day?

Question

An afternoon delightless pome

By C.S. Scotkin

Picture this, if you please

and even if you don’t.

just got home, one rough day

change my clothes, come to play

with my cats.

I peek out to the porch

they curl together, asleep

I start to make some lunch

and then I have a hunch

they’re awake.

Looking for company,

expecting sweet meows,

I open up the door.

and hope I see no more

of carnage.

Three silk plants are shredded,

my books are scattered wide

two lamps have exploded

wish that I had loaded

a squirt gun!

They sit so straight, so tall

Cheshire grins on faces.

proclaim for all to see

they have no memory,

or do they?

Go and get the vaccum,

clean up all the mess.

Head out to the kitchen

taste buds, they are itchin’

for my lunch.

Where the devil is it?

Two felines sitting still.

Tuna salad is gone,

I can only mourn.

Exiled cats.

To the screened porch they go,

complaining all the way.

Out! No ifs, ands or buts!

No, kitties, I’m not nuts,

just hungry…and tired…

Answer 1

Cats!  Too clever for their own whiskers!

Answer 2

Ah, the joys of felines. Can't live with them, definitely can't live without them. A very wise person once told me the difference between cats and dogs.

A dog says, "You feed me, you love me, you shelter me. You must be god."

A cat says, "You feed me, you love me, you shelter me. I must be god. You, serve me!"

Answer 3

Isn't it loverly - when pets get that "separation anxiety - I'll get even" urge. My beloved doggy daughter - just does the darnest things - when I leave. Kind of makes it difficult - what we do for love. ♥

Answer 4

I like this poem you wrote

It talks about the stress of the day

and your cats are one way to keep you

calm.  

I like the lines

hearing the sounds of meows

Still you have work at home to do

it is important to get the work done

The cats are curled up in the porch

asleep.  

Answer 5

cats make good target practice, they run fast and are hard to hit, especially with a cork stopper pop-gun.

Answer 6

One word: Cat-astrophic!

or in your case, upon seeing the "cat-nage":

"Cats!!!" (A stroke/fit!!!)

Answer 7

aww, thanks for sharing this little ordeal of yours, poetically. I LOVE CATS!!!

And know they can be brats sometimes but they are so loving, caring, intelligent, and so so so much more.

I had a cat wipe my tears once! I was praying and tears were rolling down my cheek, and my cat actually wiped my tear with his fuzzy little paw!

They are amazing little creatures.

God bless you, and your cats.

Answer 8

I see you are doing well with your training lessons! lol  It appears that you are the servant in this house.  A fun poem to read and chuckle about.  We had cats on the farm.  They stayed outside, probably for a good reason after reading your lament!  

Answer 9

George surely had something to do with this! I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Right now I'm doing both. As for the poem, it's descriptive, funny and true to form. Someone once posted a question asking "what is the use of poetry?"  In this case, in seems, it was used to keep you from strangling those darn cats!

May tomorrow be a better day.

Answer 10

i like ur poem.