Try to Understand

She glances my way with saddened eyes,

       a combination of fear and abandonment.

How could you leave me?

       she silently pleads with the turn of her gaze.

Out the window, the dirty floor -

       she'll look anywhere but my face.

I don't deserve it,

       she thinks.

Little does she know, this is for her own good.

       I couldn't take her with me.

I couldn't leave her home.

       This is only temporary.

For how long?

       I can't say;

An unknown to the world,

       likely longer than we hope.

Isn't he good to you?

       Her frigid glare makes me wonder

She turns away, now leaving me lonely

       the way I left her.

If only she knew...

       but then it hit me:

Cats don't understand pandemics.