Tuesday

Government



The wren terrorizes the cat
back and forth landing just
this side then the other.  He
pounces, twisting mid-air
then dives into a vacancy
suddenly created just for him.
Humiliated, he sulks under
the house for an hour maybe
two then a snack.  His day.

I yelled and waved my arms
during the entire event
but to no avail whatsoever.

My cat, the bureaucrat.