Henry the relentless kitten fishing for who knows what in a bag of paper leaves, and taking a break from stopping me from writing 😀
Never feed after midnight…
Of Cats & Fog
I saw the Ouija Cat as I passed a shop in Port Townsend; a place where strange & unusual are as common as the early morning fog that hangs in a shroud over its streets.
A question for the cat passed through my mind, but then my eyes were drawn elsewhere.
As I moved on to explore the next distraction, I thought I heard a scrape of claws and for a moment, I swore I saw the cat’s tail flick to the side and spell out an answer.
“Right,” I thought. “That’s good to know. Thank you.”
Everything went well that day, and I was glad to have found an answer to a most vexing question.
But as I took the ferry back to the island where I live, and gazed into the blue deeps, the answer, along with the question, vanished into the mist that rolled in and obscured the water.
Books and tea – absolute essentials
All the better to see you with…
I will fit in this box. I will…
Pip versus Boxes
Miss Pippy, our lovely & ever so slightly eccentric cat shows almost as much tenacity as Mark Watney in The Martian when it comes to acquiring boxes. Sometimes she drives away in them, but she always comes back.