A Cat’s Diary

February 3, 2018

Dear Diary,

Today was rough. I awoke at 4am to find my servants still asleep. What’s a cat to do? So of course I tried to wake them. I started by pushing some things off the shelf when one of them yelled at me to stop! How can I stop when I am so hungry? So, I did what I had to do, a few gentle swats to the face and finally I achieve victory. With my servant awake, I can now walk over to my food dish and eat. A cat must have an audience after all.

After some hard work (catching colorful mice and chasing after string) it is finally time for a nap at 9am. Just when I settle in, my servant decides to vacuum. The nerve! I must run for my life now that she has let the beast have free reign. So, off to my tent to fall back asleep.

My short nap lasts a mere 7 hours. Once again it is time to eat. I shouldn’t have to remind them of this, but of course I must roam aimlessly and glare at them constantly until dinner is served. It is just so hard to find good help these days. Then after I eat, they expect me to “play” on a full stomach. I think not.

A quick 40 minute bath and then it’s back to bed for me. I must get my rest so that just as they are ready for bed, I can keep them up with an hour of play. Today, they have the nerve to tell me it’s time for bed. So I hit the annoying one in the face.

I am fuming right now, but I must go to bed. 4am comes quicker than you think.

A Cat’s Diary

Cats vs. Dogs

Bark all you want,
don’t you know who I am?
I am a queen
who doesn’t give a damn.
Sure you can fetch
and you listen so well
but man’s best friend
can’t be that swell.
I hold such beauty
and purrfection for sure
and anything that ails me,
a nice nap is the cure.
My people do as I say
while you aim to please
and believe it or not
I’ve more tricks up my sleeves.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
Cats vs. Dogs


High in my tower,
I take in the view
of a desolate land
created by you.
You moved that here
and you moved this there
and now I’m frantic
and you don’t even care.
How am I to sleep
when such a travesty occurs?
How can you think
a simple pet will make me purr?
Please put it back
to how I want it to be
this house is not meant for you
but it is all for me.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018

Bad Day

It would appear
that I have nothing to say,
which for once is perfect
at the end of a long day.
I spend what moments are left
just watching you breathe
and waiting for sleep
to make light take its leave.
The pains of a so-called life
slowly drift from my mind
as my heart settles in
to this perfect love I find.
Tomorrow will come
and chase today away
but my moment here with you,
in my soul will stay.

© Autumn Siders 2018
Bad Day