God’s housecat

I wish I was
God’s housecat.
I’d curl up at the
foot of His bed,
squinting in the sunlight.

Then I’d saunter into
the kitchen, just as
God was opening a
can of tuna.
He’d set the empty can
on the floor,
laugh when I feigned disinterest,
and then scratch me behind the ears.

When He wasn’t looking,
I’d lick out the can,
head over to my litter box,
and notice that it
needs cleaning.

© 2009 Petra Martin


The illustration, by Kris Wiltse, is from the “Curious” card, which is part of the Mixed Emotions card deck.