Cat | This is love, survival & rules

Written by Susan Lane SLCM Keeper of ColourMine

Cat: Life with a cat is never boring, especially with a semi-feral that has adopted you, and has unpleasant tendencies. The affection she gives is second to none, she purrs incessantly when given a cuddle, lovely.

Cat Done a Poogie on My Settee

Well, that’s it, never again 
That flippin’ cat is not
Being let in the actual house again
She was doing okay you see
She was dumped on my neighbour
Then slowly gravitated towards me

Now, cats I don’t mind
They’re usually quite clean
But not this one it would seem
She had been out in the garden
Looking at me, from about three years back

I gradually let her into my conservatory
She settled down and became quite clean
So, into the living room she visited me
Then one day she did something
Of which I was not keen

She was on the back of the furniture

Looking out of the window you see 
She did a sloppy poo
Down the back of the settee
All the way down onto the seat

She was swiftly back out into the conservatory
Absolutely no way was I having a dirty cat
In the living room with me
I thanked God and my good sense
That I’d covered my leather settee
To keep it clean from dirt and debris

And from claw marks from the dogs and cat
What a brainwave that was for me
Just whip off the covers, a quick rinse
And straight into the washing machine

Then through the motions we go

Improvements are made 
But really slow
Everything was better
For that little black cat and me
Going back through the house
Wherever she wants to be
Well, it was until today at 0630

That bloomin’ cat decided it would be
A great idea to do a poo
Down the back of the other settee
With it yet again landing on the seat

Well, my dog looked at me
She wasn’t impressed
Oh, no siree
So, out that cat went yet again
Back in the conservatory
Never ever to visit indoors again

I changed the covers

And boiled them diligently 
Absolutely no way am I letting that thing
Into the house to poo on my furniture again

The conservatory is now her home permanently
With a heater and plenty of beds
And if she doesn’t like it
Then it’ll be her choice you see
To go find another home
That is kept warm and clean

Or find another old shed
Like she had previously
I’m not cold hearted you see
Just really irritated that she didn’t use
The litter tray I provided for free

I kept it clean, whatever time of day

With a bag, litter tray freshener, 
And a scoop you see
One thing she needs to remember
I don’t beg, I don’t plead
I don’t want a dirty cat in the house with me

Now, she’s decided to go out the garden
Well, that’s fine by me
Although she’ll probably change her mind
At the thought of a bed, food and warmth
Having to fend for herself again,
If she’s going to be such a filthy cat
I don’t need it for a friend

Either she plays by my rules
Or she doesn’t come in
She’s not ever been my cat
So, I don’t have to let her in

I might seem quite cruel but

I’d also gotten quite fed up you see 
Because time I went to eat
She had to have a poo
And I couldn’t leave it
Cos that’s not nice you see

Plus, every night I had gotten up for a wee
There was yet another surprise
Waiting for me
It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just
Scoop and clean

But every time it’s wet wipes and a spray
Almost a deep clean
A tray within a tray
Well, that’s not me with OCD
That’s a damned dirty cat
Who balances on the edge of one tray
And poos in between,
An absolutely amazing feat of ingenuity

Cat is out in the elements now I’m pleased

I can sit quietly and drink my cup of tea 
Well, wouldn’t you believe it
I relented you see
I let that damned cat in
Too soft hearted that’s me

But I’ve only let her into the conservatory
There’s no way I’m letting her in any further
Because it’s plain to see
That over time that damned cat
Reverts to being disgusting you see
So, after an hour it’s in the warm
Well, I say warm . . .

It isn’t cold, the heater is on
There are pillows, towels,
Lots of resting places you see
Even a small plastic house
With a roof that can be covered
If it’s really cold you see

Cat also has food and drink

And a toilet in the dry 
It doesn’t stink, not even slightly high
And best of all,
Is something you may not think
Is that important you see

The very best thing
About being in the conservatory
Is that it is dry and wind free
She may not be in with me
But it’s much better than being outside
In the wind and the rain
And anything below ten degrees

I know she’s going to miss sitting in with me
Whilst I drink my cup of tea
But on the plus side
I didn’t completely chuck her out
She’s still in the warm and dry

And me, I’m sitting here writing my poems

Enjoying my cup of tea 
Wondering if it’s going to be
Joy or disaster that follows me
I’ll get my bottle of Asti Spumante ready
Just in case, hehe
Black cat with bright yellow eyes sitting on a pink blanket, with the text “Cat Done a Poogie on My Settee © Susan Lane SLCM 2025” overlaid.

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