Their Displeasure

disgruntled on the savanna

THEIR DISPLEASURE

Photo by Himanshu Choudhary on Unsplash

The cats are grumpy from the heat
They’re plain miserable
Yowling and hissing
Batting each other in the head.

Skulking around demanding
That the humans alter the situation
As if we were weather gods
And could make it October
With the wave of a hand.

They are both, alternately, camped out
Lying on the cool hardwood floor
Faces scrunched up and sour
Tails flipping.

I give them treats
Hoping to improve their moods
They are reluctantly grateful
Taking dainty bites
Without much enthusiasm.

Usually dear,
They are currently devilish
Giving me the stink eye
Wrapped in fur.

They twist and turn like lions
On the savanna 
Extending themselves fully
Appearing fearsome. 

If not for their small size,
I might be frightened
Of becoming a meal
To quench their displeasure.
©2026 Stephanie M. Vargo