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In the Darkness
Winter Solstice Eve. I get home from a long day. My two cats greet me. With meows, purrs, and scratching of the furniture. I empty some boxes of Christmas stuff that came in the mail. The kitties, of course, use the boxes. Climbing and hiding. After they’re through I take the boxes to the recycling bin. Unknown to me, one of the cats, the boy, sneaks out behind me. They are house cats. Hours later, I notice. Where’s Nugget? We search the house and then outside. Neighbors tell us there was a traumatized cat outside our door. But he’s nowhere to be found. We shake kitty treats, search trees, and bushes. It’s cold. No kitty.
winter solstice
cowered under bushes
out of the darkness
kitty reappears
happy reunion
He is all wide eyed. And his sister gave him the business. Every time the door opens since, he runs off and hides somewhere in the house.
Frogpond Winter 2020 (Page 13)
long hike on
a hot humid day
waterfall
In the Darkness
Winter Solstice Eve. I get home from a long day. My two cats greet me. With meows, purrs, and scratching of the furniture. I empty some boxes of Christmas stuff that came in the mail. The kitties, of course, use the boxes. Climbing and hiding. After they’re through I take the boxes to the recycling bin. Unknown to me, one of the cats, the boy, sneaks out behind me. They are house cats. Hours later, I notice. Where’s Nugget? We search the house and then outside. Neighbors tell us there was a traumatized cat outside our door. But he’s nowhere to be found. We shake kitty treats, search trees, and bushes. It’s cold. No kitty.
winter solstice
cowered under bushes
out of the darkness
kitty reappears
happy reunion
He is all wide eyed. And his sister gave him the business. Every time the door opens since, he runs off and hides somewhere in the house.
Frogpond Winter 2020 (Page 13)
long hike on
a hot humid day
waterfall
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