I like cats with big butts.

Their sturdy haunches quiver

as they prepare to launch.

Furry projectiles arc and twist

over each other, and come to earth

with a satisfying thwack.

Their rotund rumps

propel, push off, ground

their bodies, as they roll and tussle.

Hind ends slap the floor, they butt

each other with their heads, run off

with shanks that ripple.

Proud tails raised high

Carol Borzyskowski