If – by Rudyard Kipling’s Cat (by Henry Beard)

[elenbarathi.livejournal.com]

If – by Rudyard Kipling’s Cat

If you can disappear when all about you
Are madly searching for you everywhere,
And then just when they start to leave without you,
Turn up as if you always were right there
If you can shed your hair in any season,
And cough up half of all that you devour,
And rush from room to room without a reason,
Then sit and stare at nothing for an hour;

If you can kill the baby birds that twitter,
But not the voles that eat bulbs by the score;
If you can scatter heaps of kitty litter,
Yet still leave droppings strewn across the floor;
If you can tear a precious rug to tatters,
But keep your scratching post unmarked by claw;
If you can play with china till it shatters,
But never touch your cat toys with a paw;

If you can try to nap where someone’s sitting,
Although there is another empty chair,
Then rub against his ankle without quitting
Until he rises from your favorite lair;
If you can whine and whimper by a portal
Until the bolted door is opened wide,
Then howl as if you’ve got a wound that’s mortal
Until he comes and lets you back inside;

If you can give a guest a nasty spiking,
But purr when you are petted by a thief;
If you can find the food not to your liking
Because they put some cheese in with the beef;
If you can leave no proffered hand unbitten,
And pay no heed to any rule or ban,
Then all will say you are a Cat, my kitten,
And – which is more – you’ll make a fool of Man!

~by Henry Beard

Comments

[lyryk.livejournal.com]

That is lovely!

[elenbarathi.livejournal.com]

Glad you like! ^^

[wytchbiatch.livejournal.com]

lol so true...thankyou this made me smile :D

[elenbarathi.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! LOL, cats know they're meant to be worshipped.

Love your icon!