The Visitor

The early morning evidence is there.....the visitor has made his rounds. Only when the snow falls is his secret path revealed. Up the driveway, onto the front sidewalk, past the window where the lady cats watch. Or, do the indoor princesses even notice the cat-about-town that so freely walks on THEIR sidewalk? Is there envy on both sides of the window glass? He, for a bit of the dependable daily dose of meaty cat food..... they, for the freedom to at last chase those pesky squirrels and birds that challenge them from the outside? He walks on.... they....wake mom for breakfast.