So maybe Kerouac really was more of a cat person . . .

A few of his haiku:

Holding up my purring
cat to the moon,
I sighed

Staring at each other,
Squirrel in the branch,
Cat in the grass

Kneedeep in the
blizzard, the ancient
Misery of the cat

Trying to study sutras,
the kitten on my page
Demanding affection

The barking dog--
Kill him
With a bicycle wheel