Saturday, May 5, 2012
Tom of the Morning
Classic Black & White.
born circa Y2K
When I read somewhere someone asked if cats can be service animals,
I had no doubt in my mind,
They give you a reason to get up, they are relentless
ordered, orderly, regimental, disciplined
(he expects discipline from us and he does not return in kind)
Adorable, endearing, purringly delightful cooing sounds he makes
I love you,
and in turn,
my daily morning ritual is to sing to him,
"Tommy's in the basement, mixing up the medicine,
I'm on the pavement, thinking 'bout the government."
as I open his can of food, he selects,
I dump it on the plate, He latches on to the meaty gravy bites,
gobbles full force, now arrogantly oblivious to me,
we both are reassured.
we are on schedule
and we know,
it will be a good day.