Ode to a Shedding Cat

I got this by email from my dad, but I could have written it myself to Cassius.

Ode to a Shedding Cat

I think that I shall never see

A cat that sheds as much as thee

Thy fur that sticks is all around

On chairs, on mats in little mounds

I sweep the floor, you shed some more

I wash the rug and you just shrug

You should give thanks I tolerate that

Or you would be a crew-cut cat.

-- Author Unknown