
She gave me ‘that look’
It was questioning me,
Looking into my soul
An unblinking stare
From inches away
Looking into me
It seemed to say….
Where’s my tea?
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She gave me ‘that look’
It was questioning me,
Looking into my soul
An unblinking stare
From inches away
Looking into me
It seemed to say….
Where’s my tea?

The cats stare at me, what do I mean to them? What do they want? Unblinking, looking silently. The sight is unnerving. And so many cats, all together. Like a jury sitting at a trial. No tails twitch, no ears turn. The concentrated look is infinitely worrying. Like some form of hive mind…. Do cats do that? I thought you couldn’t herd cats, but these ones? They know what they want, and I feel like a mouse in their glaring cats eyes….. Inscrutable…