Patience, By Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter)
The fashion fur ball
And the poets saw
My hoodie hanging
The string dangling
The didn’t need
A Sony Play Station
But they’d meow
Their tummies would growl
Then they’d need
To relieve themselves
And that there is
Where my patience begins
I can handle it when
They meow and meow
And it never ends
Sleep what is that
Just like kids
Bounce off the walls
Midnight calls
Then they have to
Do what we all do
But they haven’t
Figured out where
Their powder room is.
Wet spot here
Package there
Beware, beware
A mess it is
But I don’t mind
They’re too damned cute
They’re figure it out
In time, but in the meantime
No sleep till Brooklyn
(end)
Fortunately I have vinyl flooring and it is easy to clean. My kitties haven’t figured out the litterbox yet. But the fun part in the meantime is that they have really adapted to the house in just one day. They are running round bouncing off the walls right now 2:30am. But I am laughing my ass off. I already have insomnia so at least this is a fun way to have it.
The only thing I worry about since they are so small is falling asleep with them on the bed and either trying to jump off, I think it is too high up for them right now. And or accidentally rolling over on them.
So for now if I feel sleepy I put them in their carrier. I plan on getting a big pet cage for them. Other than that they are uber adorable and I can be a prouder daddy right now.

