Dennis

CAT TALES

I want to curl up on the couch.

Smug, safe, a haughty purr.

A cat who knows her limits.

Tail flickers lightly.

Refined.

Consuming grace restrained.

Sashay down the corridor.

Stop. Stretch. Extending

dreams of the lioness

nestled in silky muff.

I see the red mouse winking

from the corner of my eye –

so it must be real.