For the Love of Absurdity
I had a cat once, then who hasn’t?
But mine was odd, or you might say normal,
It ate choc chip biscuits
While sitting on the lounge
Dressed always in its favourite onesie.
I did at times question why
But the cat would stop purring
Give me its evil eye
Munch its teeth into another choc chip
and settle back further into the lounge chair.
I tried it with a scratching pole
But it said it was far too cold
Then I enticed it with a rubber mouse
But it spat and said wake up you idiot
I’m not a cat given over to bribes
You better get more of these choc chip munchies.
It would sit after eating in resplendent delight
Licking the crumbs from off its vast front
Telling me, I’d best behave as it had the power
Believe it or not
To send me out to the yard in the dark.
So, the cat and I learned to respect the others space
I bought it biscuits, it cleaned its face
It wore the aqua onesie from February till November
Then sported a festive one with great big claws.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/11/12/sunday-writing-prompt-228-its-all-in-the-title/
Morpethroad 
love your cat, Michael 🙂
Thanks lady lee
Terrific Michael!
Thanks Di…
Hahaha! Love it.
Thank you Sarah.
My cat preferred pizza. He could open the lid of the box just enough to help himself to a prawn or piece of cabanossi, let the lid fall down, eat the stolen goods and then repeat the process. I love the blue onesie, it’s definitely his colour 😀
Thanks Lyn, intriguing beasts aren’t they.
They are indeed.
I love this. That cat is awesome! Scarey but awesome, lol.
Ahh thank you so much 😊
How does your cat make poop if it is always wearing that onesie?
Ah now in the back is a special flap that opens when the cat goes into a certain pose thereby exposing its bottom to the cat litter tray. All very civilised don’t you think?
Yes as long as that flap works properly.
Hours of trial and error Jim went into it. Works like a charm 😉
I love that you used the image, this brought a huge smile to my face Michael =) I had a very lovely cat Garfield (fat and orange no surprises) that could talk a little bit not like full on conversations and sometimes copied expressions he heard from television. Literally you would pop into a room and he’d say Whats up? That was usually all he ever asked various expressions to see how you were feeling and some basic greetings. He also really like Abba go figure haha
Thanks so much. Absurdity it what I love to write. Says something about me I guess 😁
something good!
What a delightful write! You’ve made my weekend 💙
My pleasure you must have had a quiet weekend 😉
I have a quiet life in general…but your post was extremely entertaining:)
I love this, Michael. Refreshing and fun read. Thank you for following BrewNSpew.
My pleasure.