When I was a cat 2


When I was a cat I went out with a cat.
We would meet on roof tops I hated that.
He would bring me mice I hated that.
Sometimes when I was cleaning my whiskers I would feel his eyes and turn my back.
He hated that.
One day on the roof when I felt so alone.
And all I wanted to do was watch my dog with his bone.
One day when my eyes were full and gave me away.
My dog climbed To the roof and brought me a mouse!
I loved that.
My dog tasted my tears as they changed from winter to spring.
I loved that.

I loved him.


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