Amos and Me

We were relaxing on the bed, Amos and me. He is my He-cat, older, set in his ways you see. I have to calm down a bit, or he holds me down. Sometimes I am too bouncy, he gives me a frown. Today it is raining, we are up on Mom’s bed. I am leaned over his side. Man, he is well fed! He is reading a comic book about Tom and Jerry. I am asking lots of questions. He calls me Barry. I keep telling him I’m a girl cat, but he does not care. He kind of thinks I am kind of up in his hair. But on rainy days like this, we are contented, we two. We may even make a little bit of fish market stew. I am his pet cat, and he is my He-man elder, and I love him ever so. He pretends I am a nuisance, but I know it is just a clever act. Because when I am not around, he is begging to know Where I am, how long I’ll be and when I’m coming back.