Pinkie

Napus interruptus...

             #253

             Pinkie,

Curled up like a black half-moon,

Lying on our bed:

I couldn't tell her front from back

Nor her black tail from her head--

Until she oped her yellow eyes

With a look that said, "You're dead!"

Pinkie's Pursuits...

               #167

        The Ins and Outs

Our black cat, an  in and out cat,

Sits like a sphinx by the door.

When she's in it's out she wants;

When she's out it's in.

In either case you can't tell by her face;

So it's best her desires you ignore.