The old cat likely has no memory
of it, but he used to dominate
this apartment, a feline lord
over his fellow cats - and dogs
who kept their distance
and accepted the occasional
strike of a cat's paw with
resigned grace. Now he barely
ventures beyond the sauna
and the bathroom, having
found his safe place there,
snarling without conviction
to the young gray cat who
fonds him curious and
interesting and tries to enter
his haven. The old master has
become only old, time having
caught up with him, his
kingdom gone now that he
has returned from his exile.
04.07.2024
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