Ode To Cats

They say quiet as a mouse,
But don't let them fool you.
Light on their feet,
Able to pounce without notice.
Sleek and regal,
Fluffy and stout.
A rainbow of colors,
An array of personalities and moods.
Curled up on the heater,
Batting the fringe on the lampshade.
Licking the cold and slippery fish tank glass,
Biting wiggly toes under the dinner table.
Cuddly touch - me - nots.
Playful recluses.
Not a charade,
But the power of preference of these
Pussycats
Who control their masters -
Puppets on a string.
What a magnificent puppet show it is!