Analysis of Posh Puddy Giles

With his little knife and fork,
a glass of vintage double cream,
posh puddy in the neighbourhood
looks around and smiles his dream.

I am very educated,
liking the freshest fish around,
please use the right utensils
and please do not make a sound
whilst I am tucking delicately in
to the eyes, the tail and the fin.

I am the posh cat they call Giles,
though I will never answer to that,
for my birth name is superior,
it is 'eek here comes another cat!'