The neighbours cat lies curled by my side,
close enough to the warmth
of my laptop
and me.
If I let her,
she would stretch all the way across the keys.
She lies, peaceful and serene,
whilst I maintain an increasingly uncomfortable stillness
trying not to disturb her midday slumber.

cats are inscrutable,
what lies behind their steely stare?
dogs love deeply,
but cats,
I'm not too sure.
Are we simply conveniences
that are trained to feed,
pat and care,
or is there something deeper
within their catty heart?

I am not a cat lover,
and yet,
here am I
well trained,
avoiding movement,
so this cat may sleep
within the domain
she has just subdued.