
Eye To Eye With A Cat
Read Count : 76
Category : Stories
Sub Category : Adventure
I come through the door, the work day through. I'm tired, I hurt, I'm weary of the world and just want to relax. I pass the short bookshelf where the cat sits waiting, scratch her head, and fall into the couch, my shoes off my feet and my toes wiggling in humid socks. I look over and begin to tell the cat about my day, this being my habit. She's sitting on the coffee table. I sigh and explain how the traffic was, the freeway like a soul grinding horror that she will never understand, how I was late this morning and my boss was already there waiting to throw down my excuses for the paperwork that didn't get filed and finished the day before. The cat sat staring at me, her eyes unblinking, her ears high and alert. I told her how my lunch was ruined not only by Mary declining my offer of fresh hummus and chicken shawarma but of mom calling to let me know dad expected me this next weekend to help clean out gutters along the garage, as if I don't have my own troubles to deal with. The cat sat unblinking, her eyes wide, ears high, tails slicing ribbons across the coffee table top. Did she ever blink? Had I ever seen her blink? Of course she blinks, I mean, of course, right? Just not right now. I leaned forward, scratched her head. She doesn't blink. I begin to tell her how the car backfired and nearly stalled, how bad the traffic was on the way home- The cat sat there unblinking. Her eyes are so wide, and dark, a darkness as deep as the water of a dank well. I can see my own reflection in those eyes, my pallid face distorted and wavering like a small weak flame from a dirty yellow candle. Her eyes see me, see through me and I'm unsettled, imagining her sitting there unblinking on my cold, lifeless body. She is a fixture of this moment, of this time yet timeless and eternal, of another world, a different dimension. Her eyes, those large, green, unblinking eyes. Seeing all, destroying all emotions as a strong wind will etch rock over generations. Ok, I'll feed you- She blinks and meows and doesn't care about a thing.