Sometimes it's tough to be a cat's human,
When they knock things off the shelf for fun.
But when they curl up in your lap so snug,
You realize, they're your purrfect one.

When they scratch the furniture with glee,
Or pounce on your toes in the early morn,
Remember that they're family,
In their world, it's just play, not scorn.

Stand by your cat,
Litter boxes, toys galore.
Through each hairball, this or that,
They're the ones you can't ignore.

Stand by your cat,
Through the zoomies and midnight yowls.
Even when they knock over your hat,
They're the ones who make your heart grow fowls.

Stand by your cat,
In every feline whisker and meow.
Through the adventures, fancy and flat,
They're the ones who wear your heart, here and now.