Comfortable

Pink Boop roamed the house that evening and again the next day. It sauntered past my dangling feet without occasion. This was new and warming. Black Boop walked on the walls surrounding the garden and kept looking in. Occasionally, it would saunter up the steps and sit next to the doorway, when it felt nobody was around.

Two days later, as the cat with the pink booper was exploring one of the rooms, the one with the black patch on its booper took its first step in the home, caution in every step. It looked towards the kitchen where i was attacking some pans that had to be cleaned. I looked up and saw it looking in.

I did not squeal this time and went back to clanging the pan while trying to follow its trajectory. It disappeared behind a chair and walked a route that hugged the wall.

The vessels done, i looked out into the room, and sat on a chair as slowly and quietly as i could.

Black Boop saw Pink Boop and followed it into the other room. One climbed on to the bed while the other explored the world under it.

I sat at the table and opened a book to read. The doorway was empty, an invitation for them to do as they pleased.

Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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