MAX
I know you are not my cat,
and I am not your person.
This exonerates us from familial responsibility.
So, we can be friends.
I have never fed you a morsel,
no treat has passed from my hand to your mouth.
I have never filled your bowl,
I don’t even know where it is.
When I happen by you know my voice,
and greet me with your world-wise meow,
this fills me with joy.
We share this interaction
and we are both the better for it.
Someday you will not come when I call.
I will be sad, but I will always know that, for what it is worth,
we loved each other.
-DB
About the Creator
Diana Bruce
I am a medical professional by trade, a photographer by accident, a scuba diver by choice, an animal lover by nature. I am also a wife, mom, and a grandmother. I am a retired Army Captain and combat veteran.
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