Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: cat

June 9, 2024

cat food options

there are too many options
of cat food, especially since my cat can’t tell me
what sort of food and flavors she likes,
until i’ve already bought a bag of it 
at a price that seems like highway robbery,
only for my cat to sniff at it curiously,
paw at it like she’s burying it under the hardwood floor,
and then scampers off to go take a nap
on my wife’s computer desk,
where she eagerly waits for my wife
to give her treats because we don’t want our cat to starve,
but i’m afraid that i don’t know the likes and dislikes of my cat,
i think she might secretly resent the fact
that i do a horrible job at shopping for her,
and i think my wife secretly thinks the same thing too
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May 25, 2024

cat in front of the computer

my cat sits in front of the computer screen
as i write down this poem,
she licks her paw,
then scratches her head,
then chews on her nails because my wife just clipped them
and my cat’s natural instinct is to make them sharp again,
but she’s not paying attention to what i’m writing,
she doesn’t even know it’s about her
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September 25, 2023

CUTS ON MY LEGS

i keep getting cuts on my leg,
but i don’t know where they come from,
though i have my suspicions,
and those suspicions mostly involve my cat,
who doesn’t like when i sleep in past 6am,
because i’m the one responsible for feeding her,
and petting her, and doting on her,
in the early hours of the morning,
and i don’t think my cat has a lot of patience,
or any concept thereof,
so, if i hit snooze on my alarm, then, i suspect,
i get a light scratch across my leg
that seems like a big ole mystery,
but really it’s not, it’s barely worth mentioning,
though i still think i’ll share this thought with you,
nonetheless