Here is a sonnet I wrote about Josie and Arthur msg

Now Josie likes to scratch on cardboard, too:
large cardboard boxes are a special treat,
and there are wild ones here she must subdue
and devastate with her sharp-clawed front feet.

Quite often she proceeds to shred and tear
the corners where the two sides do connect.
She rips off paper bits that waft in air
then settle down for Arthur to inspect.

Now Arthur treats these wafting bits as foe:
he must at once attack then try to slay,
but skittering ‘cross the wood floor they will go
with him in hot pursuit to cause dismay.

With tag team cats the boxes have no chance
as all go through the movements of the dance.
Â[emoji]169[/emoji]2002Margy

Cute poem, and a very cute kitty to go with it.

I seem to have figured out pictures. Josie, the cat in the picture, usually sleeps on my monitor. I am grateful that she tucks up her tail.