I heard you before I saw you.
Your ears were sharp.
You heard me at the car and called from across the driveway.
And then you appeared.
You were always hungry but you always showed your affection first by rubbing around my legs
It has been three weeks that I last saw you.
With vanishing hope, I still look for you whenever I am at the carpark.
Where-ever you are now, I wish you well.
May you be happy.
Vegancat
Feb 5, '06 2:16 PM
