And I don’t know why.
My other cats all loved me.
I picked this one out,
a kitten at the SPCA .
A sister to the one
chosen by my daughter.
My cat wasn’t my cat for long
She loves, worships and adores
My wife.
There were these pills
Back when she was a kitten.
Is she still angry about that?
The cat and I will spend the day together
And I will not hear a mew.
Until my wife’s car pulls in
Then the cat will not shut up,
till she’s been given a lap,
and plenty of petting.
I have a lap.
And I like cats.
But that means nothing,
because my cat hates me.
But you aren’t covered with cat hairs that way.
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