Mom found a magnet yesterday with this poem on it. She liked it so much that she bought it.
We want to know where OUR diamond collars are!
WHEN I AM AN OLD CAT (author unknown)
When I Am An Old Cat I shall wear
collar and leave my footprints
on white couches; I shall drink my cream
a touch of brandy and spit out my vitamins;
I shall sit on the laps
of dog people
just to irritate them; I shall nap on top of the
petunias and perch on top of
birdbaths and grow charmingly chubby.
But for now I must tolerate the dog
and use my litter box and not
my claws on the sofa, so no one can doubt
the truth that cats are
superior to dogs.
But every once in a while I wonder
if I should be naughty now and
and nip a few toes, so my humans
won't be too shocked when
I become an old cat and
start to wear a diamond collar.