We walk to the neighbors, my son and I,
It is dark out, but we have an obligation.
We are to feed their cats, and take in the mail.
Doesn't really matter what time of day we do it.
As we go in the silent darkness,
A shadow moves in and out of the light.
We both stop, trying to figure out which cat has followed.
When she goes into a shadow,
She completely disappears, becoming one with night.
Joy is her name, half wild, and half tame.
We kid around that we are taking the cat for a walk.
Light laughter in the evening.
She escorts us down the hill,
Then tirelessly takes us back home,
And I realize that I have just been taken for a walk.
By the cat.
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