Just Fur You...
I've slept all day. I haven't even moved.
Sometimes people think i'm craving attention.
I just want to be left alone.
They try to touch and talk to me.
That wasnt what I wanted at all.
So I get up and go hide somewhere else.
I go for walks sometimes but not much.
I tend to get into fights.
Most of the time it is my fault though.
I can not seem to help myself.
People probably think i have no self-control.
I stay out for days at a time.
I never let anyone know where.
They are so concerned and happy when I come home.
They give me food and a warm bed.
It's a nice break from being on the street.
I suppose I can be anti-social.
But I do love them..and the attention.
Not that I would let them know.
I do bring them presents on occasion.
After all, they did take me home.
............................... meow.
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