Saturday, September 6, 2008

Thomas ~ The Cat Who Visits

Thomas spends an inordinate amount of time staking out our birdbath. He doesn't know he's white, of course, or that he sticks out like a sore thumb. He blends into the shadows as best he can and holds a crouch perfectly still, ready to spring into action at the first flutter of a feather. If a dog walks by, he jumps to his feet and glares. Dogs three times his size slink away, intimidated by "the look". He'll fall asleep at his post sometimes, lulled by the warmth of the sun and the sound of the breeze in the leaves. When he wakes up, he yawns, stretches and ponders whether his taste runs to elusive birds and gophers, or whipped cream, with catnip on the side, available on demand.

He's surprisingly expressive for a cat, with lots of inflections and nuances in his meows, and not shy about raising his voice. He head bumps, nuzzles, and wants to be held just so, reaching out his paws. He stops by almost every day, usually just for a snack and scratch, and an occassional snooze. He comes in the back door and leaves via the living room window. He springs onto the window ledge, pauses to listen for birds and slips away, leaving us glad to be part of his domain.

1 comment:

Island Comfort said...

Teeeebb!!!! Definitely the most awesome cat!