soft fur

fat cat

from twenty pounds

to ten

at twelve years old

and still a fat cat

in my mind

with baggy skin

who can't eat

and softer fur

protuding bones

watery eyes

watches the screen door

he's an inside-only cat

croaks for kibble

too hard to swallow


cancerous--hacks when he purrs--poor thing

pupils uneven

brain trauma?

my fat cat

ears perk


euthanize soon




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