You have to be kitting me

I only ran out for some fun.

You locked my door and made me wait a ton.

Now don’t even try to hit or you’ll get bit.

Maybe you also need to run.

Your ample body scrapes the floor.

I was prowling and howling with my crew.

Late? You babble, this cat will never report to you.

You can’t be serious with a gentle scratch

and some crunchy feline friendly treats.

You really believe that makes amends for me?

I am not that precious purrrrrfect cat

you fuzzily see as you dote on me.

You foolish human, I am a cat ‘born to be free’

and don’t be forgetting as you always do.

Or maybe you will be dealing with some poo.

Obviously you need reminding and scratching

that’s gonna need some serious patching.

I will go and play when I damn well please.

I graciously allowed you to bring me in.

You were lonely and I finally gave in.

Running free will always be my need.

We cats save you humans consistently.

Is there a human ASCPA?

You take us in like you care,

then try to change us, you must not be fully there.

My needs though are more than treats.

Get used expensive gourmet eats.

I need to run and chase at night.

Stalk night critters with all my might;

then share a bite served with a bit of fright.

I own you, you not me.

You are now my staff with my precious fleas.

Open the stinking door I need my brunch

prepare me a decent bite to crunch.

Then a lazy sunbath is my hunch.

Skip the drama of the bath.

I’ll just clean myself on our bed,

then dream micely on your head.

Running in my dreams to and fro

as my pawls dig you face, oh no!