Thursday, January 28, 2010




I see cats in New Zealand wondering about, and every time I see dogs being taken out, I want to write a poem something like this.

Don't be so smug.
You think you are more loved,
Just because you get taken out,
in the car,
to the park,
to the beach,
dressed in all fancy clothes,
cut in outrageous hairstyle.

I don't need that,
Because I am a C.A.T.
I go out when I want to,
where I want to,
Because I am a C.A.T.
I can even survive on my own.

A tribute to all my friends in Singapore involved with Cat cafe and Gattina in Belgium.


Jama said...

What's a cat cafe?
There's a few ladies I know who feed the stray cats around the neighbourhood here. The cats are so smart, they know the timing these ladies will be coming around, and will wait patiently in a group near the void deck.

Elaine Yim said...

I pray that every wondering cat finds a home and an owner who love them.

Ann, Chen Jie Xue 陈洁雪 said...


Hi Jama,

that cat needs to be adopted by Cat cafe.

When I was in NTU, I joined my friend Judith and others to form Cat cafe. Now, I think the students are running it.

Ah Ngao said...

hi Ann,some cats are also over pampered till they becomes fat and lazy...hehe