The Neighborhood Lion paid me a visit. I hadn't seen him in quite awhile, but I knew he'd been around. He'd been leaving tracks on the deck, and up and down the paths we shovel in the yard. He's the reason I didn't shovel a path to the bird feeders.
After he followed me all the way out and back, he insisted on some petting. I love the sound of a cat's purr, don't you?
He rolled around in the driveway for a few minutes, showing off his flexibility. And then suddenly, something caught his attention.
He was off, stalking something else, and I was forgotten. That's the way of a cat, hmmm? Only the tracks left behind.