the cat knows
movement is afoot
and trails me
from room to room
hugging tight
to my arm
as if to say
not without me
oh no old pal
surely not without you
the cat knows
movement is afoot
and trails me
from room to room
hugging tight
to my arm
as if to say
not without me
oh no old pal
surely not without you
Daily wind
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Old pal. Love that
They are, aren’t they?
Mine likes to bite. I’m hoping he’ll grow out of it but no signs pointing that way of a definitive nature. One can hope and keep clear when the eyes go crazy-like. Boys…
My ex-girlfriend’s cat used to urinate on her shoes if left alone too long. Girls. . .
Very true that
That’s a smart cat.
Yes, and one tired of moving.
He still wants to stay with you however !
Oh yes. We’re pals.