We had a moment, this kitten and I. I had been trying to capture him, but he was surprisingly camera shy. It was like chasing the afternoon sun with whiskers and fur. I would have picked him up if he had let me, but you can’t hold the sun, even with whiskers and fur. He paused to glare at me, and then disappeared under the cut wood, hiding in the shadows. We went our separate ways, me with a digital memory, and he with his dignity intact. But we had that one moment, like a solar flare.
I’ll probably delete this in the morning, unless I wait for the afternoon sun.
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