By John W. Vander Velden
Moving fluid like…silent …sleek…beautiful. Leaping effortless always upward to the highest points…visual advantage. There content, soon comfortable, it remains. To the unfamiliar, the motionless mass seems inconsequential, as it lies high upon the curio. Asleep it seems, yet fully aware, watchful through lid’s slits with cunning eyes that can pierce the night and ears no sound escapes. Hours pass scarcely it moves. Though at times easily distracted, now showing patience Job would envy. What can be said about this amazing creature of tooth and claw? That it moves as comfortably in darkness’ cloak as day’s brightness? Throughout its life, humoring those claiming the ownership never surrendered. Perfectly willing to share its home with those that serve…providing demands met, yet of its own kind often less tolerant. Happy to allow the human touch…when in the mood. When pleased, emitting a rumble from deep within. Other times, when attention demanded, a familiar call given…then its actions inspire immediate response. So loved yet never truly devoted. Emotionally warm one moment…cool the next. Few creatures are so common, yet have nothing common about them. None can fathom what those slit eyes see or hidden heart considers. Such a solitary creature…the cat!