That cat sat in the alley behind my house. He knew.
He knew an excited dog sat at the second story window watching his every move.
He knew that when the dog tired of watching and bolted down the stairs, out the dog door, in hot pursuit, the dog would be stopped in his tracks by a tall fence.
He knew.
That dog sat at my window. He hoped.
He hoped that he could chase that cat down the alley and through the neighborhood.
He hoped that when he bolted down the stairs, out the dog door, in hot pursuit of the cat, that the fence would be gone.
He hoped.
erikaloularson 
Sometimes hope is all we (or our pets) have! 🙂 I love your words and how you create a sense of mystery. Lucky cat!!
Jennifer
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Wonderful! I, too, have a hopeful dog who keeps watch at the window.
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Love your structure here – a nice little he-said, she-said! Have you read the Underneath? You remind me of that, you know, Newberry-winner!
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Will definitely need to check out Underneath. Thanks for the encouragement!
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The structure of your piece makes it even stronger. The whole cat/dog perspective is great. I was secretly hoping that the dog might find a way to win. 🙂
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I always hoped for that too. However, he did get a gift once. An adventurous cat (different from the all-knowing cat) came through the dog door and up the stairs…to Dodger it was Christmas, a birthday, and New Years all rolled into one…the cat came to him. It was quite an exciting morning.
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I agree with Adrienne too. I love the structure here. Of course, in my house, the cat/dog thing is real. Love it!
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Love it! Your timing, pacing and word choice add so much to this perfect Slice of Pet Life!
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