Cat made up of tiny purple hearts.

He looks on happily

Proud and smug

He’s the boss

Whiskered and neat

Pure white feet

Sneaked out today

Lying in the neighbours yard

In the bright, late summer sun.

Wouldn’t come when called.

Puncture wounds?

In hubby’s arms

Cats claws leave scars

But he is safe.

Vets bill again

Tomorrow.