Pause for claws

Delicate, soft but those paws have claws.

The Cat’s not mine but is next door’s

‘NotMyCat’ yep, that’s her name

But “Come ‘ere!” And along she trots, just the same

I like to think the attraction’s me

But really,  she likes the sun you see

Shady, rainy days, a gap

Sun comes out, she’s on my lap