Like sitting in the window,

Watching birds and things

You may think I have an ego!

 

I can stare down anything

That passes outside my home,

And when I get stared back at

I know I'm not always alone.

 

One morning I got up on the sill

And to my dismay was this bug,

It just kept bouncing up and down

It had actions of a bug in a rug!

 

I pawed at the window, but it

Kept going up and down,

I thought if I bat it, surely it

Would fall to the ground.

 

I tried it again, but it seemed to

Egg me on with a buggy smile,

I snarled a time or two,  I see the

Bug is going to tease me for a while.

 

So all I could do was blink my eyes

And give my special kitty shrug,

So much in my life and my