"Cats, no less liquid than their shadows, offer no angles to the wind." ~ A.S.J. TessimondAs the sun streams through the bathroom window, Mr. Rhett catches sight of a strange dark cat sitting right next to his sink. He has no eyes, no nose and no mouth; what sort of strange cat is this? Rhett's whiskers twitch and a little low growl comes out of his mouth, but a cloud passes over the sun and his friend is suddenly gone.
Rhett's sixth sense kicks in and......
Rhett sits quietly gazing into the past and future. He suddenly feels as if he is being watched; the hair stands up on his neck and he whips his head around to see... his friend or is this a foe, this elusive dark cat. This cat will not look at him, will not talk to him, will not acknowledge Rhett's presence.
"I've gotcha! What?!...
Though he tries his best, Rhett can't catch this dark one, this elusive shadow cat. He weaves, he bobs, he answers each jab with one of his own until the light plays out and Rhett is alone again... baffled.
Rhett will join the other cats at Friday's Ark hosted by the Modulator and the Carnival of the Cats, hosted this Sunday by Enrevanche. (end of post)
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