She asks "why so many cat pictures?"
Have you ever woken up
to a small, warm, squishy being
laying on your chest
it's face, centimeters from your own
soothing sounds, it's contentment assured
it's little limbs splayed but gripping
you, like a tiny invasive hug?
But in honesty, I think the creature is in my brain.
I am covered in it's hair.