True Story

My cat is gray
He eats plastic
He eats yogurt
He also eats pudding and ice-cream
He gets high from catnip
He sneezes
He gets me wet
He leaves his droppings on the bathroom rug
He eats all the cheese
He's afraid of prickly objects
He sleeps on my feet
He mewls when he gets lost in the basement
He is a cannibul
He fears being a fish
He sheds all over the kitchen table
He loves his brother too much
This poem needs a rhyme scheme, doesn't it