Blurring and Purring

Posted on June 18, 2003 in Book of Days Cats

Note: This is part of a series based on exercises from A Writer’s Book of Days. It’s something of a rebellion against the Friday Five and similar tupperware content memes.

Today’s topic: Out of the corner of my eye.

Boadicea charges into the blind spot behind my writing pad. Back legs slightly up — she’s almost walking on the two front legs alone. Fiona appears behind the lemon butterfly chair, watching as our warrior queen defies gravity by climbing up and down the back of a dining table chair.

A blurred rush to the floor, like the breaking of a bulb of a themometer and the spilling of the mercury. Back into the blind spot and then over to the other corner of my vision where she and Fiona erase themselves behind the bone white corners of the wall.

Now they are a cottony, popping thunder. Black Virginia Mew comes as a silence to take their place next to the butterfly chair. They remain out of my sight until Lynn chases them out of the bedroom:

“Mommy loves you but she has to sleep now.”

Bowie comes alone, hops up the arms of the square red chair where I am sitting and onto my shoulders to watch the pen scratch around like a mouse hunting for crumbs. She jumps down, fills my forward vision, and tersely bites the corner of the notebook, purring.

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Tomorrow’ topic/prompt: In the heat of the afternoon.