It Moved Like a Cat

Posted on June 8, 2011 in Creatures Neighborhood

The man had two dogs — a small white one that snapped at Drake and another larger, brown dog of unknowable breed in the dark. “There’s something out there,” he said. “A cat.” He held out his arms to show how big it was. “I didn’t see what it was, but it was this big and it moved like a cat.” Could it have been a raccoon? Or a possum? “No, it wasn’t. It moved like a cat.”

We parted ways. I climbed the grassy knoll where the gingko tree grows behind the condos and looked for it. “It could have been a bobcat,” I said to Lynn. “But I am more worried about a coyote.”

Nothing moved in the dark groove between the gingko and back wall.