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The cat glides soft on feet of stealth.
Her plush dark coat contains her wealth.
Purring here and rubbing there,
Adds insult to the dog’s despair.

Cat circles, turns, then rubs with chin,
Much to the small, white dog’s chagrin.
Claims master’s feet and next his chair,
And last the dog whose lying there.

A growl and then white flash of jaw;
“Enough of this”, dog snarls, “No more!”
“If master were not here indeed;
That lovely skin and coat would bleed.”

Then master — jarred from out his nap,
Berates the dog and strokes the cat.
Till slowly all calms down and then,
Stealth cat begins to glide again.

She bares no grudge for dog’s rude snarl.
She rubs and purrs and all the while;
The tale will soon play out again,
As cat lays claim to dog and man.