Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

One Powerful Cat

The cat knows he will get food in eight minutes.
He is on the porch, quiet, waiting for the front door to open.
His dead mice are pushed up under the doorframe, stiff and headless, tails proud.
He begins to stare my soul awake.
Guilt snatches me out of bed, and has me running to that door to get Shark his wet food and dry food.
He has to be fed by six a.m.
I have no idea how he manages to do this every day, but he does.
It is 5:55 and my heart starts beating double time.
I have no time for a bathroom break.
I grab up the cat food and run toward that door.
Shark is one powerfully hypnotic cat.

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Rhona Mcferran September 25, 2018 at 12:42 AM Our dog had that hold on me, too... it's been noticeably harder to get out of bed without her psychically "demanding me up" in the morning! I don't know how they do it... Caren Krutsinger September 25, 2018 at 12:56 AM But they do, and we hear their commands, and we jump.