The complicated dynamic between a cat and her owner

I used to think I owned a cat.

That she belonged to me.

I brought her home,

And played with her.

At first I didn’t see

I didn’t own my cat at all,

You see, my cat owned me.

 

She tells me when it’s time to rise,

Or time to settle down,

She tells me when it’s dinner time

And greets my leaving with a frown.

 

She makes it clear

Who’s liked,

Who’s not,

Who’s simply got to go.

She rules the roost

And bosses me,

The gorgeous so and so.

 

If strokes aren’t coming thick and fast,

She nudges with a paw.

No more do I deny she has

Me wrapped around her claw.