by Sweetie (the dog)
This fuzzy tennis ball is mine, you know, But you can play with it, when you come play with me. Just know that I'm the one who wins, and you are not allowed to throw it past my face or tug at all to hard because you know, it's mine. It's Mine. ALL MINE! You know, I like when you come and lay down on the floor. It makes you way less big and scary, gives me better tooth-grip, too. You know I don't have hands. Remember when we would play catch? I'd roll it back to you, when you would roll it back to me. What fun - and we would do that for a while; and every time, I got to keep the ball! Because it's mine, you know.
Paul Guernsey Player, © 2018/08/23
cat wretches hairball
brings home half dead mouse in mouth
sunrise purrs to sleep
Paul Guernsey Player, Copyright © 2018/07/13
In response to Issa:
comes back –
the loves of a cat.
When confronting a human bare foot, it is good to give it an occasional lick or two to see if the student is still awake.