These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Cat Café

Moments of peace amid the fur
Sit and wait, sniff and purr.
“You’re my friend,” or lightning claws
make you stop in quickness pause.

“Welcome to my stately home.
Pay the price, and you may come.
Drink your coffee. Watch me pounce.
Life I have by pound and ounce.”

The twinkly lights are quite a plus.
Move real slow. There’s not a fuss.
Move real fast, the tail’s a blur.
“Your blood is red. I’m doctor, Sir.”

“Watch the clock. When time is up,
then you must leave, and go to sup.
The sun will set, and night will come,
Return, again, to visit some.”

by Jay O’Toole
on December 27th, 2021