Cat

Cat, why are you bothering me? Why do you recline on the keyboard? Why do you lean your furry body against my arms? Why do you think my typing fingers are for playing keep away?

Cat, don't you know you have hair on every surface of your body? You have hair coming out of your ears and in between your toes. You even have hair on your upper lip and you're a girl! You obviously don't believe in shaving your legs or your under arms. 

Cat, you think I love you and I want you close to me. That is an assumption on your part. We don't see each other very often. I only visit you when I'm in town. You don't belong to me. Have you heard of safe people and healthy boundaries?

Cat, why can't I resist you? Why do I lean over and place my forehead against yours in a feline-mind-meld? Why do I tickle behind your ears and giggle at your antics? Why do I admire your flexible agility? Your balance and mighty jumping prowess? Why am I smitten by your graceful movements?

Cat, why am I  enamored when you snuggle next to me? Why am I contented and at peace with the world when you rumble and purr? Cat, do you know the power you have over me?