Tiger is tired, it’s been a long day.
Finally the people have gotten the hint
And started to prepare to head to bed.
Ready to lie down and rest his poor head.
The problem begins as the destination is reached.
One paw near the bed, the rest on the floor
Tiger blinks and stares at one spot
Seeing something unexpected. A cat? Certainly not.
Yet there in the middle like a mint on a pillow
Rest Tiddles the cat, looking up into Tiger’s eyes.
Not sleeping or resting, but entirely awake
Looking like he’s there for mere fighting’s sake.
Tiger has no idea what to do.
Despite his large size, ten times bigger than Tiddles
Tiger knows not how to extract that proud cat.
So he slinks off to think about that.
For the corner of the room he looks at his bed
Uncertain just why the world refuses to sleep.
When it’s not humans its cats who refuse his repose.
Now on the floor he sniffs sadly with his nose.