Walking gently on the snow
Leaving small prints
As he springs from the ground to the fence
To the roof!
Then coming to my arms
Emitting a soft purr
And then
He jumps away from my arms
Scampering after a mouse
Eating it there to my disgust
But then…cleaning away the blood
Rubbing up against my side
Eyes closed, body rumbling
And then
A boot flies!
A hisss, back arched he runs away
Cleaver eyes flitting across the room
And I go upstairs
