The author of this is unknown (at least to me), but I thought it was incredibly sweet.
My Human
My human thinks I'm a dog. I stare through the picket fence, watch
dogs trotting on leads, snuffling at the pavement, obedient,
obsequious.
I meow.
My human thinks I'm a dog. She walks me on a harness. She says the
red colour shows off my green eyes, complements my blue-grey fur.
I hide.
My human thinks I'm a dog. I climb trees; she pulls me down. I chase
birds; she tugs the lead. I crunch grasshoppers; she frowns. I bolt
home; she says 'sit'.
I yowl.
This morning when I wake she grooms me with a brush, strokes me,
exclaims
'there are rainbows in your fur. You are my lovely cat'.
I purr.
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