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May 2014
Every night he would jump on my lap and purr
He used to be so happy so proud
But now it’s almost like a stage he was becoming a diva of a kitty

You would think he would do anything you told him
Yet he just gives a blank expression of confusion
But when you mention food it’s all ears for my kitty

I guess he loves it so much because it’s a necessity
Sure it’s good but since when is it the only thing he cares for
Even when I grab his a toy food is the only thing that will satisfy him

It may be a cat thing
Like when a teenager needs there space maybe he needs some too
But it’s been weeks and lately he’s gives me the death glare

Now this wasn’t just any glare
I think he growled
I love him so much so why was he mad at me

After about a month of trying to please my kitty
I just gave up and went on strike
But that didn’t work out to well for me

Suddenly he started scratching my legs
Then tried to bite my fingers
But this time my kitty wasn’t getting away with this one

I picked him up and threw him over my shoulders
He has anything and everything a kitty may need or want
So I set him down in his kitty condo and forced him to play

At first he was a no go but then he chewed on a toy
I figured if he does something for me I will do something for him
So that earned him a treat

I think we need therapy  

-MMM
Albero Centrale
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