On the outside, looking in

Looking through a windowed glass,
peering through its nose-smudged haze,
searching for Friskies or a bed,
I am on the outside looking in.

Figures dart by to and fro while
scales and arpeggios drown my meows,
I have not eaten for seven minutes and
I am on the outside looking in.

~ Mr. Dibbs Doolittle