You are not the epitome
Of life. I am happy being
A dog, or comfortable in my
Felinehood. Partially because,
Although I know we are not the same,
I do not think of you as different.
You rub my back when I ask,
You take me out for walks when I beg.
You listen, because you understand.
It is that understanding that makes us
A. J. Hayes
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