DeeKnow’s Grotto

This morning I was getting ready to leave for work, pulling my jacket on, looked out the window to the back lawn and noticed the bloody frost on the grass. I peered around the lawn a little to see how thick it was and see a little sunny spot over by the passionfruit vine.

Then my heart skips a beat when I realise that under the vine in the only warm sun on the lawn is sitting the neighbors cheeky cat, the one that our Kola fights with on a regular basis.

I grin to myself, quietly creep to the back door, gently unlock it and open it up so I can peek round the door-jam to see if the cats still there. Yep, he hasn’t seen me, in fact the little bugger’s asleep.

WHAMMM!!! I fling the door open and sprint like a mad-man out the door, up the stairs and charge in the general direction of the cat. He leaps about 8-feet in the air, does some wheel-skidding on the grass before getting enough traction to launch off and out of the property.

I slow my great lumbering carcass to a halt and am left puffing away in the frosty grass, laughing to meself, thinkin how brave I am, then realizing how bloody pathetic the whole episode is.

Then I wonder where the hell Kola is, walk back inside, and spot him at the bottom of the stairs waiting in the kitchen beside his empty breakfast bowl. He’s missed all the action and doesn’t seem to understand my gesticulations. The things we do for our dependents aye?