Well shit Im an indoor cat
there was an epiphany an admission he
hadnt made before frankly hadnt thought before
he was talking to one of his indoor cats
bomber a huge tabby whichwhen he became loquacious held court as
someone or several listened he
called bomber either orangemaralade-coloured or butterscotch-coloured
he was carefully
careless usually concluding that foray by saying his descriptions were enticing enough to provoke himat least to consider eating bomber in other words eat pussy
that usually drew breaths
bomber had cut him off in the
hall on his way from his studio to the bathroommade him short-step so he didnt
either kick bombers ass down the hallway or stomp on him
entering the bathroom ahead of him bomber had jumped up onto the window ledge
Careful old man he said then he stroked
bombers chest with his right hand
bomber had settled inwas seated
and looking out the window through the screen
So tell big guytell me bomber what are you looking at
he looked out across bombers back
Are you looking for wee wee was one of five feral cats who found him
and he fed and watered
he didnt see her
Are you looking for birds they were several moving in the rosemary on the
grass before them looking very much like mini velociraptors in the apricot tree
usually
bomber chattered when he was spying birds or hummingbirds at the feeder the feeder was vacant
No Hmm I wonder whats up with you
bomber turned his head and looked
up at himlooked him in the eyes
he liked
that with his cats inside and out they
looked him in the eyes and there was no doubt that they were thinking sentient
beings aware of him as they were of themselves particularly so cats
predators
Bomber you have such huge yellow eyes
bomber looked up at him awhile
longer then returned his gaze outdoors
Youah thinking
youd like to be outdoors running around Youll recall youve been outdoors and werent so keen on it You clamoured
to get back in As a matter of fact you
might recall I opened the door and you came in on your own
bomber was pulling his stoic act acting like he didnt hear him much like he did when someone rights his words or actions hed rather not hear
it again
I keep the windows open bomber
to let the fresh air in to let as much outside inside as I can
Yamight wanna recognise if yare yearning
to be outdoors that well yare an indoor
cat he rubbed bomber chest roughly kissed his neck Yup big boy yare an indoor cat
he heard his own wordshe wasnt
talking to himself when you talk with an
animal youre not talking to yourself
he heard himself
Well shit Im an indoor cat
cat a jazz term he used a cool cat
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