Night Wonderer 

Quietly, stealth like he returns home as the dawn breaks.

I hear the quiet yet familiar ‘click’ of the door.

Heralding his safe return.

I know his routine after a night with the ladies, and chasing things he doesn’t always catch.

He will sit now alone in our kitchen.

As he rushing out eager for the the ensuing shenanigans.Without a backward glance.

He will take his time now eating.

No morning rush.

He calls into the lounge to bid our dog saffie good morning a cuddle before creeping upstairs to bed.

Slides under the covers lies beside me.

Yawning and stretching

A flash of the most beautiful almond shaped blue eyes.

Looks up at me as I rise to get ready for work.

Mysterious Beautiful oriental.

Lucifer my Siamese boy.

Oh to have the life of a pampered feline.

Raven.

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