Remembering Booker

My Last Cat
A hunter? No, not you.
A purrer? Yes, a lap cat
Contented to live inside,
Wanting only to be petted,
Fed and loved.
Love you gave back
Unstintingly for 15 years.
Now my turn to give
The peaceful end you’ve earned.
To do that, I must send you off too soon,
While you still purr and feel the petting,
not the pain.
So to my last cat,
A last gift, my pain, not yours.

Dedicated July 14, 2023 to Booker, my last and very beloved cat.