tail up, nose straight ahead
all four paws to the ground—
no dust on his feet!
Looks like he’s on a mission. Where’s he headed? Makes me think about traveling. I was reading about the random way rocks tumble down to the ground, how the rain spills out from the clouds up high, why the flashing fishes splash across the raging creek. I’m just rambling. Cats are different. Nothing a cat does is random. I’ve been paying attention to cats a long time. Pay attention to something long enough, and you can fall in love.
