Hello my dears, this poem is dedicated to our tomcat Cookie, who sadly passed away but will forever remain in our hearts. I hope you enjoy my poem!

Anyone lucky enough to share life with a cat knows all too well the gentle beauty of the world. When our hands softly glide through its fur and we tenderly caress our little house tiger.

A glance into eyes that shimmer like stars while we offer our little cat its meal. The velvet paw devoutly licks its food while a tiny mouse hides away in the garden.

As soon as the bowl is empty, the cat turns around and slips back out into the garden. The mouse is already sensed, swiftly caught, and proudly brought to its owner as a gift.

Now you can only smile, whether you want to or not, and despite everything, try to look grateful. “Thank you, my devoted little treasure.” Luckily, he did not bring me a rat.

So often it is the gesture itself that matters most in life, even if all one receives is a mouse. For the mouse was offered with a loving heart by the cat—who could resist such pure affection?

So always give from the heart, rather than the mind, and you will always have a loyal friend by your side.