Poetry, The Daily

Cat Play

wild little kitten we have needs entertainment. That's her blue tunnel on the left as she leans against it to leisurely play Bat the Ball. She doesn't even need to look at the ball -- she sets her paw in position and decides whether to tap it or bat it, all the while aware of everything else happening around her.
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Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. Two years ago, we snapped this photo and video of our wild little kitten at play, or I should say after play as she rests, still alert, but aloof, and lazily still keeping tabs on the balls in the cat toy. She’s still a wild cat and still a kick to watch her in her cat way.

Yes, the wild little kitten we have needs entertainment. That’s her blue tunnel on the left as she leans against it to leisurely play Bat the Ball. She doesn’t even need to look at the ball — she sets her paw in position and decides whether to tap it or bat it, all the while aware of everything else happening around her.

Cats are amazing.

And so, a poem.

Cat Play

Eyes wide
Yet, in play, calmly aloof,
Ears alert
And, as bored, nudges to taunt
Just a tap or perhaps a firm swat:
All practice for an outdoor jaunt.

Sheri Edwards
11.20.22 325.365.22
Poetry/Photography

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