That Cat

Just waiting for neighbor kids to come out and play, that cat found Cooper. He always does. He lives across the street and loves to visit.

That cat waits on our back porch for a little boy to greet him in the mornings and pat his little head. He circles around Cooper and seemingly wags his tail. He bounds across the grass to meet our car in the afternoons.

 

That cat poops in my flowerbeds, gets hair on my patio furniture and makes me sneeze. I’m not a fan.

But Cooper loves him. And I love watching that cat make my little boy smile!