The dogs are digging
in the yard; I taught
them manners, not
to howl at ambulances
driving by or to chase
the tabby secretly stealing
their prize-hunted mice
despite the posted sign:
NO CATS ALLOWED.
This is a matter for nature,
how it rules its creatures,
pulls muscle and jaw like
a puppeteer, a sloppy
display of quivering nerves
randomly firing. They dig
with such gusto I can hardly
protest; if they can't kill
a cat, at least they can
practice burying them.
*Note to cat owners:
illiteracy killed the cat.
