cats and boys

"boy, you're something else!"
she exclamated affectionally
at the cat,
when it,
purring with contentment of participating
in its mistress' life and doings,
walked on the laptop keyboard
knocked down some books
and shed a few hairs in her cup of coffee

and I thought,
what an apt analogy of me and you

you're not a cat
and I'm not your mistress
--no pun intended--
but you are
you are my something else

free-willed and wanting
able and aided
charming and intervening

boy, you're something else