you annoy me more than
any living creature -
your incapacity to sleep past
dusk, and the rolling of feet
against my hardwood floors -
having to obey your every
command, picking up after
your momentary lack in
judgment, holding you when
life is - literally - falling in on you.
but it is the sound of your soft
gratitude, the feeling of your
furry warmth on cold winter
mornings, the precious greeting
as soon as i open the door
that makes you more precious
and more loyal to me
than any other living being.
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