"Your moggy wasn't happy

behaving like a cat.

It hardly ever said 'Miaow',

and slimmed when it got fat.

It rarely touched a drop of milk,

and never caught a shrew;

so when you told us all the truth,

we kind of really knew.

Your pussy hated cat-life

and wished to be a horse,

copying Black Beauty

to be a star of course.

It wanted hoofs to gallop fast,

much faster than 'Red Rum,

and be the nation's favourite

to show this could be done.

New surgery was possible,

but saving up was tough.

It only saved 10 'Whiskas' tins,

and this was not enough.

The cat remained a cat throughout

its life which it did curse,

but sometimes dreams aren't possible -

even in a verse!