What is it like,
Being a cat?
Would I know thin?
Would I know fat?
What about the difference
Between mouse and rat?
Yes, what is it like, being a cat?

Things with long tails
Scurry about on the ground
Revealing their presence
Through movement and sound
Which is especially good if the sound’s from a hound

For from that sound I’d run

Find me the nearest safe spot in the sun
Where I could lie and watch spider webs spun,
drift off to sleep and dream of pure fun

Like

jumping to high places
Licking other cats’ faces
& thinking the only thing better than a really good chase is
Sniffing up catnip and tossing shoelaces

Until the long lazy hours of daylight are done

Then comes my best time, the dark vibrant night,
When my claws are as sharp as my nocturnal sight
And then, just because, if the feeling is right,
I’d find me a feline and get into a fight
With snarling and scratching, and sounds impolite
Until one of us gives up and takes off in fright

Then it's home to my humans
To their great delight
Settle down in soft covers
Feeling all right
Curling up tight
Having earned my respite

So

what is it like, this being a cat?

If I were a human, I’d say it’s all that! !