Hos Geldin

It doesn't matter how often you tell me that you won't hurt me, you can't come close, and even though I do feel safe enough to visit you almost daily for my dinner, I am still wary of any animal with only two legs - including you, since your attempt to catch me a couple of months ago and take me to somewhere called 'vetinary' because I was quite poorly. Still, as you can see, I'm ok now, if perhaps a little slimmer that when you last saw me.     Anyway, after lunch,  I was hoping you didn't notice me lying quietly underneath your table, and now I 'm watching you watching me, but, well, as long as you stay right there, I think I'm gonna stay right here.  My name is Tom and I am feral, though I am quiet and gentle and dream of finding a proper forever home one day, just like your Elizabeth and Harry and Caroline - even if I do have to go to "vetinary" first.  Oh, and thank you for the chicken.  Actually,  I'm glad your back.  Hos Geldin*. 

*welcome