highku Smith
Mandycat jumped up on the bathroom sink, so I reached over, said “Look at this” and turned on a trickle of water. She wagged her tail and started lapping.
Next time I went in the bathroom, she jumped up on the sink, looked at the faucet, looked at me, looked at the faucet, so I turned it on again and her tail and tongue started going lickitty wick.
Yesterday we heard her meowing like she was in trouble. I found her sitting on the bathroom sink, waiting for me to turn the water on. As soon as I reached for the faucet, her tail started up.
Love the interspecies communication, the trust and expectation, but do not believe this particular ritual will be continuing.
Been writing a poem a day since October. Here’s tomorrow’s poem today.
Highku of Living
She looked me over,
saw no marijuana pan.
“Why aren’t you smoking?”
“For our finances.
Comes down to cash or mellow.
Save now, stone later.
“Every toke I don’t
take is one more toke waiting
somewhere down the line.”
— Smith, 12.28.2013
high – fotosmith