I like when I deliberately make a weird noise, and my cat in turn studies me quizzically. Before too long she goes back into repose, and then I go and make another strange sound. By the third or fourth time, my cat’s patience has worn thin, and her curiosity gets the better of her. She […]
When my cat is on my bed there is nothing left for her to attain. In her feline world, it is the pinnacle of places in which to rest and roam. My bed is like New York City, where there is nowhere left to go. Meaning, anywhere else is a step down. So you just […]
i read a few poems, then check facebook. no one has liked my photo yet. my cat is cleaning herself again, looking perfectly content — despite the repetition of her existence. She wears a mona lisa smile 24/7.