they sit all day at the kitchen table…a box of cat next to them…a bottle of ice tea adjacent…and that’s it…that’s what they do.
until the squirrel crawls onto the feeder outside…sniffing for nuts…hanging off the tree by one paw…tiny little paw…tiny little fingers.
they know the squirrel must always gnaw…or it dies…its teeth get too long…so it can’t eat.
once they saw a squirrel fall out of the tree…dead…maybe from starvation…so they put peanuts out every day.
the squirrel eats…gets fat…possibly falls out of the tree…but bounces.
the cat leaves…chases the squirrel…they think…if it falls out of the tree…they think.
they drink the adjacent bottle of tea…they note the empty box of cat…they sit at the kitchen table all day…that’s it…that’s what they do. ©kcasady2016
until the squirrel crawls onto the feeder outside…sniffing for nuts…hanging off the tree by one paw…tiny little paw…tiny little fingers.
they know the squirrel must always gnaw…or it dies…its teeth get too long…so it can’t eat.
once they saw a squirrel fall out of the tree…dead…maybe from starvation…so they put peanuts out every day.
the squirrel eats…gets fat…possibly falls out of the tree…but bounces.
the cat leaves…chases the squirrel…they think…if it falls out of the tree…they think.
they drink the adjacent bottle of tea…they note the empty box of cat…they sit at the kitchen table all day…that’s it…that’s what they do. ©kcasady2016
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