I'm not sure if it's sad that I've written a poem about my cat and not one yet about my boyfriend?

I have a cat named Gato.
He is a furry fellow
Who is nearly platinum colored.
In ways,
He's like most cats;
Lazy, lovable, loyal, and lumpish.
However, when he gets in one of his moods,
Gato can be very irritable.
But, mostly,
He's a great guy.
Like most cats,
Gato also enjoys
Sleeping, eating, listening to classical music, and chasing birds & bugs.
(Which he considers a delicacy
And rarely eats them!)

My little prince makes me happy.
Early in the morning
(When it's cold)
He cuddles and warms my feet.
He comforts me without knowing it.
He keeps me company
And listens when no one else will.
And for this,
I love him.