4 November 2012
The black cat loves her box
She love her toys
But most of all she loves him
Him who rescued her from the the pound
The one who never to her for her shots
Him who gets up at three am to feed her
Him who let her make her bed on him
She love him no questions ask
She is their for him at the end of the day
Waiting at the steps when the car rolls in
She follows him through the house
She never leaves his side till he closes his eye
She loves him, for she is his cat
Nobody can believe it from a cat
The Cat • Opuss № I