In order to train first create a need,
No affection given ’til you have the lead!
True desperation should take about a week,
Add a couple more; acting kinda meek.
Offer glimpses of your fur as soft as silk,
Your back of ashen grey, tummy white as milk.
They’ll soon work out your heart’s key is food;
Scouring store & yard to sweeten our mood.
Eat at your leisure there’ll always be more.
Show your fear, twitching whiskers at the door.
A month or so to prime them, Now they’re ready!
A sniff on the ankles enough to make’em unsteady!
Remember all affection is on your terms only.
They have to be extra nice or else be lonely!