Animals
Write Club Prompt #78
My one pet is an aged cat I took over from my sister. The poor feline couldn’t handle the chaos of toddlers and came to live with her bachelor uncle. Truth is I really like her. She likes me and she’s got a strange personality. At this point in my life I don’t think I would have chosen to have a pet. Like all the best cats having her live with me wasn’t my choice. Cats are at their best when they end up in your life through no fault of your own.
Sometimes I will watch the squirrels and birds outside. Especially in the morning as the scavenge around for food. They’ve got it good living in a city without too many predators around.
When I was still working my night job there were a few days every year when i would see raccoons coming out and running across the power lines. Once in the spring and once in the fall when the daylight was ending at just the right time. No one else ever mentioned seeing them. Maybe they wouldn’t have believed me and called me crazy. Maybe we all knew and sensed it would be better to keep is as a private memory. Watching the raccoons walk down the power lines at sunset.