I wonder if I'll ever see
My cats looking older than me
By all accounts they are quite old
Their years are ours times seven (I've been told)
I have three cats ten, eight and four
And they ALL beat me to the door!
They race up stairs two at a time
While I must hold on, as I climb!
Why yesterday just to show me
The four-year old climbed up a tree!
If I must age with wrinkled skin
And wiry hair, white and thin
I'd like to awaken one fine day
To find my cats are old and gray!