that damned cat

Midori almost got out yesterday. She ran down the stairs. She stopped at the door, peeked curiously out and then explored the hallway. I was afraid if I ran down to get her she'd jet out the door. So I called to her, jangled my keys and she eventually came running back up. I was panicked the entire time, waiting for her to decide to come back to me or to leave.

I look at her now as she rolls around on the carpet, lazy and napping and can't imagine my life without those green eyes.