**Ode to Echo, the Fearless Feline**
In a sunbeam’s glow, where the shadows play,
Lives Echo, the orange, a bright sunbeam ray.
With eyes full of mischief, a heart full of cheer,
He prowls through the kitchen, his intentions quite clear.
His love for food knows no limits, it’s true,
A whirlwind of whiskers, a tornado in hue.
With swift feline grace, he dashes and bounds,
In search of a snack, he knows where it’s found.
Oh fearless young Echo, a mischievous sprite,
With tail held up high, you conquer the night.
No shadow’s too dark, no closet too deep,
For a daring adventure, he’ll creep, skip, and leap.
Yet when the sun sets and the chaos subsides,
He curls into dreams where tranquility hides.
In the twist of his paws and the arc of his back,
A sweet little creature, he’s off for a nap attack.
Those tender positions, like clouds up above,
Show the softer side of this rascal we love.
Purring like thunder, he snoozes with ease,
A king in his castle, he rules as he please.
With a swish of his tail and a flick of his ear,
Echo’s a handful, but we hold him dear.
A true little shithead in orange coat bright,
Our food-obsessed friend, our delight and our light.
So here’s to dear Echo, our feline delight,
With boldness and food dreams that soar to new height.
May your naps be as sweet as your mischief is grand,
In the heart of our home, you forever will stand.