2001/rolls

Evander rolls around
on the carpet,
licking his paw
and then his haunch.
He’s in the living room
because I am.
Usually we’re in bed
this time of day,
while I sip hot
water or tea.
Today I have ventured
farther out,
trying out the new kettle.
Evander has followed,
exploring a stretch
of morning sun
on the rug.

2/20/01