Ode to Toofy

When I get home you are waiting
as I walk through the door it's you I see
you come up to me
and rub yourself all over
only to let me know you missed me.

You follow me through the apartment
making sure I find everything I need
you curiously make assessments of how I feel
by the way that I thread through my day
and yet you always manage
even on my darkest of moods
to peep a smile out of my blue way.

I appreciate your kindness
your love and your care
though I know that it will be short lived
for even though a cat has 9 lives
it only lasts twenty years.