Black Cat

Snow falls silently towards the ground. Warm in my moss green and milky sweater. Hands tucked into dark green mittens. Winter vacation has begun. It’s peaceful as I look up at the sky.

Across I see a black cat shivering in the cold.

I kindly beckon it to come.
Tinkling of a bell as it swishes its tail. Dark midnight blue and silver ribbon shine in the distance. Small like a stuffed animal it moves to my direction.

Mewing at my feet. Gently picking it up. Soft, velvety, and silky fur.

At home I present a saucer of milk. It then curls up into a ball in the corner near the heater. Watching it slurp happily I smile.

You’re not alone I whisper.

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback