On The Cat Walk
There was a whisper of a chance anyone she asked was missing the gray cat her neighbor, two houses down, found on the stoop last night I wasn't missing a cat and no one had mentioned it here, five blocks from where it was found Not until two days later when we heard the children, like mewling kittens, searching for the cat They were walking and knocking, house to house, door to door with their mother repeating their plea again and again we lost our cat, have you seen a cat? a gray cat? we lost our cat, have you seen a cat? a gray cat? When they came to the door and once again said we lost our cat, have you seen a cat? a gray cat? I said I hadn't seen a cat, a gray cat ... but five blocks away someone said they found a cat, a gray cat The news, like catnip infused them with them giddy anticipation, leaving them unable to focus So we walked together to the house five blocks away where the cat was found on the stoop of the house on the corner Like a merry band in a parade, the cat walk took us one block up, three down, and one over And there she was, the cat, the gray cat just one block from home, behind a floor-to-ceiling glass door, in the house on the corner where she was found The cat preened and paced at the rush of children on the other side of the glass, and on our walk home we purred over the success of their clawing persistence in finding their cat the gray cat
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