Sack of meows and purrs

Sack of meows and purrs
Has become a bag of bones

You used to dart in the door to my bedroom
Now your tongue darts in and out of your mouth
Looking for a comfortable place to settle

You used to run behind our heads at 4 a.m. to amuse yourself
Now shit runs down your hind leg
Because you can't get to the litter box

You used to run and hide in the closet
When I put up the laundry or got dressed
Now you have two or three other places
Where you hide in quiet
You don't eat, you don't drink

I set the appointment for this Saturday

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