An Apology

I could tell Pancake, the cat,
had her feelings hurt.
She scampered around like a fugitive.
Amy is out of town;
no one had played with her.
I didn’t like her climbing on my keyboard
or on the counters.

“I’m sorry Pancake;
I don’t mean to be mean.
I’m not mad at you.
Please don't flatter yourself.
No need to feel special. 
I’m grouchy with everyone;
cantankerous for no good reason.”