Day 36: Uninvited Guest:
Haibun Journey View From My Window
I look out my window to watch the antics of the birds. They have only recently returned after a long unexpected hiatus. I watch but there are no birds. The feeder is low, but seed and bread crumbs still line the porch rail. Then next to the grill, I spy pointed ears. I see the back of the ugly cat. Still broad and fat, still not pretty. I turn the door knob, and he quickly descends the stairs as if he already determined to leave before he heard me. He pads away on soft feet, stopping occasionally to groom and survey his surroundings before wandering off into the woods.
bird antics halted