So, I'll be the cat, thank you.

Just imagine! I get to stay inside, lounge around on the couch, climb up on the counters and all!!

Now...Cons...The cons are, I don't know how to be a cat. See, I grew up around dogs. So, I'm not sure what a cat really acts like...I mean, unless I can be a cat like Wolfie (from Barbie in the Princess and the Pauper). Yep, he's a cool cat.

Ooh!!! Or, maybe I'll draw inspiration from Thomas O'Malley the Alley Cat (from Aristocats). Ah, yes. All that swagger. I'll be the coolest cat around. And wear sunglasses too! (Okay...I really have to stop thinking of animation movies and the animals in there...)

Can I have a name like Sax? Because the saxophone has an awesome sound, and I'd just love to be named after such an awesome instrument.

Highlight of My Day:

Lying on the couch and acting like a bitch if people get too cozy with me. Hmm...Or should I have been a dog then?

Are cats difficult creatures? Can I be a difficult cat? Just scurrying away when people get too close?

Can I scratch people? Wait...I need to calm down...And maybe consider a counselor. I'm going completely nuts, as if I'm really going to become a cat for a day and I have to get my act ready...

Call me Queen, dear human

They worship me, you know

And you should too

if you know what's good for you

The highlight of my day

is digging my beautiful claws

into the back of your leather couch

So satisfying

Don't try the spray bottle

It's unpleasant

but it won't deter me

A dog?

Please, they're pathetic

Begging for attention

At your beck and call

I serve no one

Me, myself and I

You think I'm vain?

Yet my food dish is always full

My litter box freshly scooped

For if I see so much as a lump

I will gift you with my excrements

on your bed

Yes, being a feline is far better

Not a con, being me

You can love me when I see fit

Otherwise, I will be in my cat tree

looking down on my subjects

Sincerely,

Queen

If I could chose between being a dog or a cat for a day, I would want to be a dog in my household. My dog is doted on all day by my family and me, and every time we get fast food, she will get Chick-Fil-A chicken nuggets, and cheeseburgers from McDonald's, Burger King, Wendy's and even Five Guys. So yeah, I would hands down be a dog for a day, especially if it was a dog in my house.

Wake up!

When I sleep on your face, you hate my embrace.

Draw the shades...scratch that!

You know I hate sunlight, so the curtains I set right.

Don’t rub me the wrong way!

Unlike Fido (that lub), I hate tummy rub!

Feed me and call me Pretty Kitty!

No study, buddy, until you feed me something yummy!

Call of the wild!

I break out and wander about!

Return to Barkham Asylum!

Shout-out from the Penthouse: I run this doghouse!

I bring it home!

Upon your mat, I spat fat rat.

No place like home!

My cover’s blown--leave me alone!

I would prefer to be a cat for a day seeing how well looked after they are and everybody is dying to cuddle them while the dog is simply left outside on its own. The cat is particularly tended to and all its special needs are met since it is living inside the house and is the primary center of attention. I say living inside the house because in Muslim households cats are considered to be pure while dogs not so much. It is said that angels don’t visit your home if you keep a dog inside. That doesn’t necessarily mean I agree with it :) However since it is my parents home I must abide by the rules. Getting back to the topic at hand, I can see only positives when it comes to being a cat. I can roam around wherever I like in the house and I love to sleep which is a cat-like habit I reckon seeing as that they sleep a lot. The highlight of my day would be bathing in the sunlight near a window.

I want to be a cat.

I eat whenever I want, basically, whereas the dogs have their meals measured out.

I own the house.

If anyone tries to contain me, I will fight back.

I can fit into small spaces.

I will not stay in the house, unless I want to.

I will go anywhere, anytime, whenever I want to.

Sleep when I want to.

Wake when I want to.

And when I’m in the mood,

I will sit on my pets’ heads.

They think I am their pet, and them my owners.

They are wrong.

I own them.

And I will dance between their legs.

I will paw at their clothes.

I will sleep on their beds.

And they cannot stop me.

For I am a cat.

And I always win.