Cold Noses, warm nights,
soft fur, cat fights.
Drinking from a watered flower,
standing on my CD tower.
Balancing act on the curtain rod,
Sniffing out my dinner Cod.
Look out for my glass!
There everything goes, crash!
Time to clean up the mess,
each day the same, more or less.
Take their love when they are providing,
See tail turn when they are hiding.
Love them all anyway,
each and every day.
