My son introduced us
At first, they were so sweet, so kind
You think, I could make this work.

You bring them home, feed them dinner,
 eventually invite them to move in, share your bed
You begin to overlook the little things
The way they tentatively lick your ankles
Later nibble your calve. Then there’s a bite

It’s when the bodies started showing up
on the doorstep – gifts I suppose
that you begin to second guess sharing
your life with a cat

(Inspired by Sophie, my cat
who left me another gift this morning.
We have been roommates for 15 years. )