Cats and no mouse
The house was beautiful with its owners busy in work whole day, leaving the house under care of three cats. The Alpha of the group, was a lanky guy with most handsome features. His demeanor reminded me of a czar or a general with a sensitive pique. Very playful with the fuzzy balls taken off from a party hat, his paws balancing everything gracefully like Ronaldo's feet. When I got into this house, he came, checked on me, rubbed against me, sat inside my suitcase, allowed me some petting too. But I could sense his eyes at my back all the time, he was observing me, as if I was a friend or a foe. I respected his judgement...