A dog or a cat near a street
helps life seem completely complete.
Fine fur is not flying,
yet Nature keeps eying
the fact of delight undiscreet.

Doggone

What’s a cat to do on a cold and rainy day
When her faithful friend is much to tired to play
She tried to wake him up, by playing with his tail
Even paw patted his nose, but all to no avail
Resigned now to waiting, she reclines on his head
Ready for the moment he tries to leave his bed
Then if the fancy takes her, and she still feels the same
She’ll get her wicked way, and make him play a game
Whichever game she chooses, she’ll always be the winner
For she is far too clever to end up as dog’s dinner

Nice one crushed Rose

I took my friend out on the tiles tonight
we stayed out late in fading light
then of course it started to rain
which really was an awful pain
she asked if I would take her home
she was so tired, no more could roam
We call for a cab, I,m as close as she will allow
I wonder how long our transport will be now

What's a dog to do, with a cat upon his head
Pretend to be asleep, I'm good at playing dead
We've been laying in the sun, she's rubbed against my toes
And now her tail is very close, almost tickling my nose
I will stay here quite a while, I know that is her wish
I just hope at dinner time, the menu is white fish
Then she can yawn and slowly rise
If its beef ... she's in for such a suprise