I can only imagine his life til now,
And that he has survived some how.
A  scar that goes clear around his neck.
I saw it and thought,"What the heck?!?!"
And burn marks on his little feet,
I once thought from the cold but now i think from heat.
He shys away from being touched
By those he doesnt know that much.
But when he comes into my room
And the door shuts to impending doom.
He paces the length of my bed,
When he comes back he butts my head.
He kneeds the blankets  in hes paws.
Forgetting just how sharp his claws.
He purrs  in tones with such delight.
The slightest sound gives him a fright.
"Its okay, come here  and sleep!"
He plops beside meand nestles in deep.
With one eye open he sees me smile...
And there he sleeps a little while.