"Catering" to its ego <3

After almost a year - he comes back! To have his.... ?!

I was just about to enter my house after a long and tiring day,

When I saw a blur of fur that made me do a double take.

I blinked and blinked as I stared,

Did I think it was true? I didn’t dare.

I reached out a hand, my heart in my throat,

But he ducked my touch in his dusty coat.

It’s April, I know, the month for a joke

But this was no prank, though my heart nearly broke.

He didn’t look up with a soul-searching stare.

Or act like he had missed me or even been anywhere.

He looked past my shoulder, right through the gate,

To that spot where his kibble bag lays and waits.

I sighed at the sass, at the sheer feline greed

And I went for the bag to do perform a good deed.

I filled up the bowl and he dove for the prize.

I guess home is where the best catering lies.