Short version of Yoshi’s background: I found him mewling in the bushes beneath my window when I overheard some children; “The cat is still here. Do you still have that stick?” No, I did not kill any minors that day.
Symbiotic
wiry, lithe kitten
planes and angles stretched out long
safe at last in laps
tummy rubs at dawn
golden eyes hypnotize me
in the palm of paws
enchanted
exotic orphan
miniature perfection
tiniest whiskers
you stole it again
I can deny you nothing
that's my chair not yours
late
love the little mew
i could do lap time all day
but you need cat food
don't sad mew at me
if you want your chicken necks
i have to leave now
curious
nooks, crannies for you
suddenly clutter is good
laundry mountains loom
don't worry kitten
the water will not hurt me
it's just a shower
stay away from there
the fishy* is not for you
you can't jump that high
horking
don't eat so fast goob
the food is all for you now
take your time, that's gross
first bath
I know this is lame
but you really need a bath
please get off my head
*The fishy in question passed away last week. He and Yoshi became good friends after Yoshi figured out he actually could jump that high. RIP Alpha.
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