Almost nine years - we've set up house together 6 times.
Depressing apartment complex, renovation, mold outbreak,
three months in a basement, bad neighbors, and termites -
obstacles overcome, my dear.
Our routine is a bit dysfunctional,
you yell at me to wake up and make your breakfast.
I whine and say just five more minutes.
Your employment is being handsome, taking naps
and annoying the pooch. It's all good.
I'll keep bringing home the kibble and litter,
as long as you're here to greet me.
We're forever together, my kitty companion.