Tiger, tiger

I've got a little tiger;
her fur is striped in grey.
A tiny, fluffy tiger,
sneaking on her prey.

This little feline baby beast
is chasing rats all morning through,
and balls and dolls and teddy-bears,
and sometimes spiders, too.

She runs around when chased by chosts.
then it's "time-out" for a snack.
Then off again, to run about,
or sleep in my bed on her back.

A fluffy tummy sticking up,
a cuddly, friendly purr,
an hours snooze, or four or five,
when she has groomed her fur.

And every night this tiger,
this wild and crazy cat,
crawls into bed with Mommy,
to sleep and get a loving pat.