Strange Bedfellow

We only just met yesterday,
but we really hit it off.
In fact, Bryan came right over and said hello,
very friendly, very kind.
Sometimes you just know . . .

As I fell asleep last night,
with my window open to the porch,
I heard someone outside--I was sure I heard someone outside,
some stealthy footsteps pacing in front of my window,
But I thought, it's ok, it's only Bryan.
And then Bryan was through the window and in my bed!
I thought, This is sudden!
We only just met, my goodness, so forward!
But it just felt right.

Bryan curled up by my side and started to purr,
And I reached down and petted her tiny whiskered face,
And listened to the cicadas and the crickets singing the night away.
Welcome to New Zealand, Bryan said.
Thank you, I said. It is good to be here with you.

Purr, purr, purr