Cutie

An odd combination, me and a cat

Hubby was the experienced one

We quickly noticed her watchful demeanor

That girl was making sure we met her qualifications

The shelter had not been pleasant

At age 5, she had developed standards

We challenged her rules and demands

She won

We ultimately became her faithful staff

She was, after all,  royalty

Once we comprehended that, life was simple

She rewarded us with loyalty and love

A dirty look for a late meal

And a swat when we groomed too long

She definitely ruled our home

But now she’s tired, and ready to leave

I am reasonably sure she knows we are sad

But she is still in charge.

It’s time…..

Her rules prevail

We acquiesce to her….

With permission to miss her

Cutie, you were loved by your faithful staff.