BlogFlash2012/2: The Ever Elusive, Socks

August 2, 2012The Ever Elusive, Socks!









Socks.I should have named her Bandit.For that is what she is.She steals my pens and ponytail holders,And sneaks into rooms like a spy.Clank, I close the door.Moments later everything in the closet hits the floor. As slick as she may think she is. I have trapped her.Panic stricken and angry,She leaps out of the closet when I open the door. She is the queen of the castle, Or so she believes. Ask the dog or the other cat, They may disagree. Visitors? Forget it. She doesn’t play. Hiding until they go away.
My beautiful and elusive cat, Socks.