A discarded eyeball next to the bookcase

A fluffy arm in a sunbeam

A half chewed stuffed mascot under the couch

 

A tail dancing at the door’s first creak

A pair of brown butter eyes keen gaze on the street

An eager dance partner to silent music

 

A liquid body luxuriating on the bed

A warm presence on the couch

(and shadow for every other room)

 

Dishwasher, guardian, explorer

All contained in one creature

Given only a tail, four legs and a nose by nature

 

The creature as we know it: the first good choice of humanity