I Met Him in My Backyard

The Purr-Fect Encounter

100 degrees in my parched backyard
You yell, howl, call to me.
What are you crazy? It’s too hot.
Still you call me,
Telling me something I don’t understand.
Do you want water?
Nope, not water.
Okay, I’ll feed you.
You’re light as a feather
When I touch you,
The fleas jump in the air at me,
You purr, deeply, filling the world around you with love.

When I come back later that night you are still there.
Crying, howling calling, walking between my legs.
You’re still hungry, you must be starving,
You devour a can of gook,
Who abandoned you, so pretty and white?
Amber eyes filled with hope, say pet me,
And you purr, purr, purr purr some more, again
Healing every bit of pain or bad thought I might have.
I put you in the crate for the night.
I know, I’ll open the door to let you go home,
But you don’t leave.
Cat lady will find you a home,
Her vet will take you, give you to a kid in the Valley who will pamper you.
The maid will clean up your hair.
Good bye sweet prince, sweet cat, it was too short,
For even though you were starving, abandoned, left for dead, you purred,
I wish you could have taught me how to purr.
Purr, kitty, purr.

LHA 9/6/04