Cats and dogs

My minds not a cat
My mind is a dog
Let off the lead and it could just run off
Before you know it, it’s out of sight.

Running across roads, no thought for the danger
Stopping and trusting any old stranger
Lovely but silly no sense for itself
But base instincts at least are some help.

If I could train that dog to walk off his lead
Slowly and surely, that’s all I would need
Then when trusts there, worries are few
Good doggy, bad doggy, how I love you.