The Cat

My current companion is my cat,

My mini-predator

Right now half dozing peacefully beside me.

She isn’t really mine,

For a cat belongs to no one.

My cat is the perfect hedonist

Unlike my dog who thinks it’s all about me.

Still, I marvel at her controlled power and grace,

The way she goes from sleeping

To ready to spring and pounce in an instant,

My tiger in a ten-pound package.

She captivates me by being sometimes aloof,

Sometimes affectionate when it suits her purpose.

What is behind those wily, intelligent,

Inscrutable green eyes?

I don’t think I truly want to know what she’d say.

I might find what she really thinks of me!

But we accept each other

And we have an understanding.
We are friends if I accept her friendship on her terms.

I feed and care for her

And in return she allows me to admire her.