Feline RDP Monday: Jet propelled Feline

Tabby 17.02 (2)

Someone called “food”
And I am on my way
No time to lose
I really must not stray
I tuned up my tail
To balance in my flight
My whiskers are vibrating
They are a true delight
My nose is following the scent
To lead me to my goal
Everyone clear the path
leading to my tuna fish bowl
And now I have landed
One paw at a time
My jet propulsion works
What a wonderful rhyme

Feline RDP Monday: Jet propelled Feline