atop the breakfast table
spread-eagled in her favorite square of sun.
stand-offish by the door,
when strangers seek to pat her tortoiseshell.
a-snoozing on the couch,
her fierce white whiskers twitching in her dreams.
discretely on your lap
her purring motor soothes your grumpiness.
behind me on this chair
she’s taking up more than half my buttock space -
but I haven’t the heart to kick her off!
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