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CAT NIPS

When company's here

we shoo Kitty off tables

like she's not allowed.

Why thank you, Kitty

for trotting right up to me

to vomit. Both times.

Ooh, look at the cat!

She's got something in the hall.

That's one dead oak leaf.

When the new couch comes

things are gonna be different.

I mean it, Kitty!

The cat licks her paw

and rubs it on my son's head.

Can she pack his lunch?

He burps in my face

but says "God Bless you, Kitty"

at each tiny sneeze.

DOG HOUSE

When the dog's pooping

the kids stop calling her name.

Unlike when I am.

Our dog is well trained

to stay off of the sofa

when I'm in the room.

In misty weather

trying to find the short leash

for toads' protection.

The dog's locked away

howling that the cable guy

might want to pet her.

I blurted out "S%*^!"

but the dog thought I said "SIT!"

quite fortunately.

I must stop the dog

from barking at that new kid.

He'll think we're racist!

The dog's ears and mine

perk up at every car door

until he comes home.

- Peyton Price

Peyton Price is the author of Suburban Haiku: Poetic Dispatches from Behind the Picket Fence. You can find her on Twitter, Facebook or in the living room attempting to remove pet stains from the new rug.