This poem is about that often amusing dynamic between cats and dogs. The photo is of our cat Lucky, who died some years ago, aged seventeen. He was the inspiration for many poems, including this one. He took liberties, and puzzled our dogs in the process.
Like Cat and Dog cat climb high up go where he want eat cheese off table top off plate off places up leave tracing of tongue in cream meringue while dog watching on (dog must stay down boy down hang to heel eat own meal from bowl on floor scratch at door for exit/entry never steal) cat sometimes cop it for being bad for which, saint dog feel (secretly) glad From O My Swan (pamphlet published in 2003 by Flarestack Publishing)