I Call To My Cat – in an egg timer kind of way
“Twinkle”…….I call my cat she ignores me
“Hey beautiful.” I plead into the dark
She hears me………. I know it
I whistle our food call
Again I am ignored
“Come on girl…….
Come inside”
“Please.”
“Please.”
It’s cold
She is shadows
I am not necessary
“Come on ……..I have food”
I shake the box…..”your favorite”
She smiles in the dark, hidden from me
I need her…………….. more than she needs me
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Your poem is a familiar scene in my house. When I feed my cat, he circles around a few times, waits for me to step away, and then chows down. We gotta love our cats.
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Hahaha Yep, its just a cat thing I guess.
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Love it! my cat always crouched just out of reach if she had managed to escape outside. As she got older she would only go as far as the neighbours path and lie there, easy to see and easy to catch.
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What is it with these crazy cats, hahahaha. My dog on the other hand…….
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The old dog cant hear anymore and we have to touch him to get his attention, the young one only has to see us to come running.
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Fun poem. It’s hilarious when pets ignore us. From a bystander’s perspective at least. And it was really cool how you managed to shape this poem so perfectly into an hourglass.
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Hahaha bit of fun, cats are good at ignoring it their MO. Thanks for reading.
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