Feline RDP Wednesday: Feline Comeback


If I go for a walk, I always come back
I feel it in my whiskers, it is a matter of fact
We felines need our home, the place that has our smell
Cushions in the corners, a bed is also swell
All doors are to be open, so we can roam around
And every day must be the same to keep our instincts sound
I inspect my outside territory, everything must be in place
Each twig and blade of grass must occupy its space
In Autumn leaf soldiers fall, I fight a battle daily
I kill each leaf with all my claws, and do it all quite gayly
But home is where the whiskers are, am still looking for my heart
Follow the smell with your delicate nose and never let it part

Feline RDP Wednesday: Feline Comeback