Katishaw, fearless Abyssinian, uncoils:
\nin one bound she is on the centipede
\n\u2014well, she is there:
\nstaring wide eyed at the rhythmic
\nscurry away from her claws.<\/p>\n
If she were a traffic cop at a scene
\nshe would be demanding I.D.
\nbut here, the only law she is laying down
\nis herself: she lounges alert, adjusts,
\nshuffles her hind quarters ready to leap:<\/p>\n
any self-respecting mouse would
\nbe petrified or gone.
\nBut the centipede ruffles on
\nunruffled across the rug escaping
\nthe kitten’s short—hey, a mite of dust!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Katishaw, fearless Abyssinian, uncoils: in one bound she is on the centipede \u2014well, she is there: staring wide eyed at the rhythmic scurry away from her claws. If she were a traffic cop at a scene she would be demanding … Continue reading