Night...
She's kind of a legend in my old neighborhood. Only a few people have seen the mystical cat during daylight...and even then it was meerly a glimpse of a shadow streaking under a car or into the tiny cracks and crevices between buildings. I imagine her, with a sleek black coat, lacquered green eyes, and a tail swooshing through the night as she prowls on silent paws. She must not belong to anyone, because she doesn't have the jingle of ordinary 'dog tags' to warn human-beasts that she has her eye on your shoelace or tassles... ...but she wouldn't ever reveal herself for the shameless pleasure of attacking... If you haven't noticed, I'm a cat lover...I have two adopted kittens Nalwah, a siamese...and Panta (baby talk for panther..*gwin*), a baby sphynx looking kitty with an amusing attitude, and the claws to match. I am working on a few furry stories, but in the meanwhile...I have a small collection of cat poems, stories, and jokes to share. Enjoy!
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