Sunday Evening
Beau-Cat Boy-Cat Bad-Cat
is on the counter again,
watching goddaughter cook.
Mariah laughs at my protest
and sets an emptied can
by his greedy nose. I turn on
the grill. She steps over
the puppy as she passes
from sink to stove. In the next
room, Belle-the-Cat swipes
at the old dog’s tail. He
ignores her. A squirrel
performs acrobatics
on the squirrel-proof feeder
in the garden. The grill
is smoking. Mariah butters
the bread and slides
sandwiches onto the hot
plate. They sizzle. Bruce-
the-Budgie sings back
to them. No two creatures
in this household are
related by blood. This
braid is stronger.
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