Tuesday Haikusday: Fur

The mood struck me to write about my fur. Sometimes, I let it grow. Sometimes, I barber it off. Hair is fluid. Hair is poetic. Eh hem…

Crepes Haiku Zen Cat

Soft, slick, smells like me
I wear my fur suit in stripes
ready to party.
Grey, black, long, short, red
all these types within our home
like Benetton ads.
Cat fur is perfect.
A bad hair day? No, never.
You envy me. #Truth.
What would you like to hear about next week?
PS. Kitten season is coming.