Kahlua boxed in!
After waking, putting on slippers,
Held the ice cream and cat food
dishes most agilely,
scrutinized the litter box and bathroom floor carefully.
Found my winter robe in the walk in closet,
mincing steps going downstairs protectively,
Kahlua running ahead, feline certainty.
I emptied the dishwasher, accustomed balancing chore.
She paused a moment, knew I've done this task before.
to the sliding living room glass door,
autumn foliage vistas...
Bird or squirrel, a possible sighting,
couldn't ask for more.
Domesticate partner, munched in the evening,
while we slept, knew where her dry pellets were kept.
Her kin do likewise in Spain, England or France.
Except similar canivores, caged, waiting devourment.
Epicurean feast, in interior Thailand or Siam.
But my tortoise shell is protected,
her food always available,
she has time to eat,
a leisurely anticipated particular special treat.
24th November 2002
Author: Roy Schoenberg - Bay Shore, New York.