An Interloper That's New. BAH Times Two!

The cat thought I have seen it all. I'm even flipping between third and first person at my hall. I'm doing it so fast. The cat needs to make this a thing of the past. Look! I did it once more. I need to get a really, really, really good lock for the door.

This was my day.

So nice at our bay.

Stretched with sun.

Then Pat ruined my fun.

He washed the stuff.

So I thought, tough!

I'll take it for me.

Then he let IT come to be.

No. Not these guys.

They get batted away like flies.

Those intruders know their place.

If they don't, I'll whack them in the face.

It wasn't even the mutts.

Them and their poo eating ruts.

I'll chew on their tail.

Oh how I love it when they wail.

Bah! There it is.

What is this tiny biz?

Why does it walk like me?

Cassie, make it go where I can't see.

"He's your problem now.

Don't have a cow.

Those ones don't stay or sit.

So I'm too old for that shit."

Bah! Here it comes.

It wants to be chums.

Hell no to that.

Stay away from the cat.

Hmmm it is after my balls.

Is that why it makes cat calls?

It has a very bad meow meow.

And Pat won't let me go kapow.

Look! Come closer thingy.

I only have a majiggy.

My balls went snip snip.

No ball ball after that vet trip.

I tell you no lies.

So stop with the meow meow or ball ball cries.

If not, I'll blind you with my eyes.

Are you some weird dog in disguise?

Isn't that mean of Pat? How could he do that to the cat? He let that dog wannabe, or maybe it really is a dog, after me. It eats everything it sees with glee. Maybe it is related to a mutt. Yes. Yes. For legal no one was harmed in the making of this post at my hut. I may have bit a dog's tail. What? It makes those interlopers set sail. No. No. No. A playing with it I didn't go. Nope, not one bit. Don't look at me like that where you sit. I don't protest too much. Nope, not even a touch. It was all Cass. Next interloper can bother her and not my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.