My cat

The day I came home he was there
He would sit patiently and watch us eat
He would wander around the house at night
I would cuddle him in a rocking chair
Our bond grew bigger and bigger each day
He was always so kind and gentle to me
The soft little noises he made were so calming.
The storm, the loud, loud storm
The wind would bang against the windows
The sound of the rain would scare him
One morning, he left.
We never found him.
He was my cat.