Public situations are not something I’m the best at, 

Believe me, I’d rather be home with my cat. 

He doesn’t judge me the way I think others do,

Well, he might, when he stares me as I belt Deja Vu

All he asks for is attention and food,

And maybe once in a while, when I’m sleeping, will intrude 

He just lays on my lap while I play Minecraft, to which I don’t mind,

He respects the Jack Manifold grind. 

What else could I want in a cat?

I don’t know, but he is lanky, not fat.

Never had a skinny cat before,

But he purrs, sleeping on my lap as I watch Dream SMP Lore. 

He probably does think I’m weird,

But he knows that I’m the only one who would drop anything for him- he’d be screwed if I disappeared 

He climbs up the Christmas tree and just sits there, 

Getting cat hair all over the tree, and everything we wear. 

What can I say? I love him despite these things,

He’ll just sleep while I cry over a character's golden wings.