I do not own a pet, I have a furry friend,
A smaller, such cute being, that I’ll love till the end.
Well, yes, he is a cat and he can be a jerk
And sometimes it’s impossible for us to get along,
But then he starts to purr and comes to me for cuddles
And, well, my heart just melts and nothing else then matters…
My baby’s name is Logan – exactly like the film,
For I was back from the movies that lucky day I found him.
He’s orange, a bit fat – he loves to eat and sleep
And when he senses olives, starts acting like a creep;
He’s playful and so loving, a bit overly attached,
Especially when we’re back from vacations, it’s funny how he’ll act:
At first he’ll meow real loud, as if he’s scolding us,
And for a couple of hours he’ll keep making a fuss;
But after that he’ll join us, my husband and myself,
And then he’ll start to snuggle and turn into cuteness itself.
And not that I want to brag but he has his own hashtag,
It’s the #loganthecat tag and he’ll probably be on the flag
Of the #RepublicofDumitrache’s home, for he’s a part of it
As, clearly, without him we’d just be incomplete…
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