Reaching for the door but hearing the pitter patter of paws behind me. A glance behind but nothing to see until I return forth and there's a little kitten I see. A beautiful print like a tiger but she's as black and white as could be. Tiny paws, petit jaw and a little meow as if a roar. I reach down and extend my hand, she takes a sniff and gives me a kiss before going to my bag. She hops on up with one paw, takes a whiff and decides she wants more. Delving on in, deeper and deeper in until she finds the little treat tin. Full of snacks, a kitten's delight, one tin will feed her for the whole night. I take it out, and open it up, she gives a smile, today gives her luck. Two on the floor and 7 on my hand, the ones on the floor didn't go to plan. Is she hungry or is she tired, she didn't take the treats, now I'm tired. I pick them up and put them away, but she starts snuggling into my leg. "Oh! She wants to play!" I thought to myself and went down to the grass, then she let out a meow, finally at last. I plucked out a cat tail and gave it a wail, she jumped on up and wiggled her tail, full of delight she'll follow me on this tale. I give her the toy and she holds it with joy, waddling along all day long. I go on with my day but she still wants to play.
