Ungrateful World

Ungrateful World Afternoon the sky was blue to the point of banality and clouds are silk dreams are made of when I saw a rat cross the village road; it was aiming for the overgrown garden where the house is for sale. Later the neighbour´s cat jumped through the flap sniffed the air and stalked into the same garden as the rodent. A commotion, a tussle, a faint scream and the feline came out with a rat in its mouth. With its catch it jumped back through the flap and dropped it on the kitchen floor. A high pitched scream from the woman in the house, the door flung open she had a broom in her hand chasing out the hapless cat. The mog jumped on top of a wall where it sat waiting for the upheaval to die down; you can´t show kindness to humans, here I´m catching a tasty rat for the lady of the house and she hits me with a broom.