Cat – a third story

The cat sat. One of her rear legs was lifted so that it pointed straight up as she groomed herself.

The cat paused with her leg still up. She looked straight at me and held my gaze for a moment. “It is rude to stare,” was the message I received.

She flexed her leg, turned from me and went back to cleaning. It was a dismissal.

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