Happy Cativersary!

It's been one year since Steve the Cat showed up on our front porch, so in honor of our First Cativersary, I wrote the following poem:

You shed

and shred

and lay upon

my bed

You leave things 

that are dead 

in places you

know I'll tread

You puke up on the rug

and drink from Eli's mug

You give the plants a tug

and sound gross eating a bug

You sit on my knees

and make my wife sneeze

you bring in ticks and fleas

and gave us poison ivy

Your claws are lethal cutters

You're always licking butter

You chase anything that flutters

and ignore all of my mutters

Your nine lives are eight too many

and I've seen better tails on a penny

If it were up to me, we wouldn't have any

When it comes to pets, a goldfish would be plenty

But since my kids love you so much

I'll ignore the scratches on the hutch

But give my leg lamp another touch

and you'll be walking with a crutch!