The Cat

The cat is the only one who understands me No ridiculous questions from him; no judgment so far Sleeps all the time, therefore thinks nothing of my daytime naps Very much on his terms wants to be petted, more often wants to hide under the bed So much like me Freaks out when strangers come around; likes to mess with those he knows do not like him Licks my hand and rubs on my legs when he knows I’m down But is not needy in return His eyes are deep pools of understanding and experience... Good kitty.