A Pair of Kitties

A creature enters my living space,
One like me, but not as cute a face.
This feline walks and begins to purr,
Then sits on the floor and licks his fur.

I pounce from a chair and grab his back,
poor thing never saw my sneak attack.
Now two tussling and tumbling kittens
fight as fierce as a pair of mittens.

We pull apart, strategy anew,
he's by the table, I'm by a shoe.
Hair upright preparing for a fight,
shelter your eyes, we're a fearsome sight.

Our eyes glance and we spy a new beast,
a prey unaware, an easy feast.
The German shepherd has not a clue,
we pounce on him, a fierce force of two.

A hundred times we tatter his tail,
we swing and swat and suddenly bail.
He turns around fast, but only sees,
a blur of black like two little fleas.

A stick with straw in the kitchen now,
doomed to surrender and ever bow.
A gang of two and we will subdue,
our next sad victim... might well be you.