THE CAT

We meet on the stairs.  I’m going up and to my right is another flight leading to the roof.  THE CAT is coming down.  At one point our heads are level.  We stop and look at each other through the railings.  THE CAT lets out what Varnika calls his ‘angry miaow’.  I can tell because he bares his teeth at me. 

We meet again later on.  I’m about to go into the house and THE CAT is giving me a ‘don’t even think about it’ look.  This thing is scary.  Poor dogs.