The Cat

My current companion is my cat, My mini-predator Right now half dozing peacefully beside me. She isn’t really mine, For a cat belongs to no one. My cat is the perfect hedonist Unlike my dog who thinks it’s all about me. Still, I marvel at her controlled power and grace, The way she goes from sleeping To ready to spring and pounce in an instant, My tiger in a ten-pound package. She captivates me by being sometimes aloof, Sometimes affectionate when it suits her purpose. What is behind those wily, intelligent, Inscrutable green eyes? I don’t think I truly want to know what she’d say. I might find what she really thinks of me! But we accept each other And we have an understanding. We are friends if I accept her friendship on her terms. I feed and care for her And in return she allows me to admire her.