Quietly, stealth like he returns home as the dawn breaks.
I hear the quiet yet familiar ‘click’ of the door.
Heralding his safe return.
I know his routine after a night with the ladies, and chasing things he doesn’t always catch.
He will sit now alone in our kitchen.
As he rushing out eager for the the ensuing shenanigans.Without a backward glance.
He will take his time now eating.
No morning rush.
He calls into the lounge to bid our dog saffie good morning a cuddle before creeping upstairs to bed.
Slides under the covers lies beside me.
Yawning and stretching
A flash of the most beautiful almond shaped blue eyes.
Looks up at me as I rise to get ready for work.
Mysterious Beautiful oriental.
Lucifer my Siamese boy.
Oh to have the life of a pampered feline.