xxxxxI won’t lie—
the cats bothered me. There were four of them—
xxxxxthree shaggy black ones and a ginger—
but they seemed more. They nosed around the yard
xxxxxlike a party of scouts. They measured
the top of the fence in steps in both directions.
xxxxxThey mewed and were answered.
I watched and watched for the others until night
xxxxxmade it impossible to count for sure.
Day brought back the cats and their number. One
xxxxxshort of the fingers on a hand. Two short
of ten if the number of the creatures were doubled.
xxxxxEight short of twenty if they were tripled.
If they were multiplied by five, there would be twenty
xxxxxbut where were the other sixteen hiding?
I caught the ginger staring at me through the window
xxxxxthe morning before the cats disappeared.
I watched and watched but they did not come back.
xxxxxI lost four cats but they had seemed more.
for Rachael Briggs