That poem (original) was my favorite in second grade. I go to people's homes for my job and their cats just get under my feet, climb on me, and plaster themselves up against me. I totally ignore them, after tossing them off of me, but they just come back for more. Hope you didn't get bruised up.
I've read that the reason cats home in on people who aren't cat fans is because the cat fans are looking them in the eye, and they don't like that, so they go and climb on the people who aren't looking at them. I think it's pure perversity, though.
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