Trying to write a poem.
When all of a sudden I hear a "meow" and I know my little cat has come home.
He jumps up on my lap and starts purring contently, not wanting anything more than for me to pet and rub his belly.
I start thinking of the day when mom brought him home. He was so scard, shy, and felt very alone. But soon we became the best of friends. It was him and me, partners in crime, buddies together until the end of time.
We used to play outside all day. He never tried to run away. And at night we'd snuggle up all tight and sleep next to each other all night.
One day when Iam grey and old, my grandkids will be told of the best friend I've ever known. I'll tell them stories of my little cat.
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