Feline RDP Friday: Feline Return


I always return,
no matter where I go
Something pulls my whiskers,
right, left and to and fro
Does not matter how far
I wander from the road
Getting lost is not a problem
I have my own post code
There are scents of birds and mice
of butterflies and bees
I take a long deep breath
And hide amongst the trees
But then I hear a noise
My bowl is filling with food
It is then I must return
My hunger is renewed.

Feline RDP Friday: Feline Return