observant, ears pricked
& demure paws,
(which otherwise would spell death for an untimely fly)
4 sets of 4 on the floor;
they all judge my scooping.  

Bucket to the next box
grated spoon secure
lest any litter be scattered
1 by 1 til all are done.
Approvingly, my little platoon scatters
for sunlit windows & warmth.  

Just because you can’t see the strings
doesn’t mean you aren’t a puppet.