The Cat that Walked by Himself

Does anyone have a favourite cat poem or prose excerpt?

Here's mine.

From Just So Stories by Rudyard Kipling, this is the end of a fable about the domestication of the cat --

"But when he has done that, and between times, and when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone."