As I walk in the door,

he lurks around the corner.

Making sure it was me who entered

his area of play.

First comes the cheerful meow.

A whining baby,

in hope that I will approach him.

I have other things to do,

so I try to pass by.

He begins to prod me with his nose,

a doctor examining his patient,

but I ignore it and move on.

I maneuver my way into another room,

avoiding his presence, 

but he tails me wherever I go.

I didn’t ask for company,

but he’s the camera watching my every move.

The noise only gets louder

as I work on other things,

and my patience is slowly running out.

At this point,

the annoyance isn’t worth

the pain.

A little attention seems like

hours to him,

so I give him what he wants,

like the child he is.