A puddle of sunlight

sleeping grey tabby cat

His seemingly boneless body melted into a puddle of sunlight flooding through the French doors, his soft purring the only proof of life.

A morning of intense parkour – ranging along the couch back, hopping to the desk top, skipping across towering bookshelves, to defying gravity arcing vertical walls – exhausted him. Conservation of movement and minimization of impact are his physics acumen, a feline birthright.

Roused by a silence internal alarm, he stretched with languid grace, his paws kneading the air, his jaws opening wide in a raptorial yawn,

A bird outside chirped. Unconcerned, he turned his back to the window.


Acumen and/or Savvy

  1. Ah the life of a cat. It sounds very muck like ours!


    Ally 🙂

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    1. If there is reincarnation, I want to come back as a cat.



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