The son feeds the cat, the father too, but they never speak with one another.
When they meet at the kitchen door, where the tom’s bowls sit, they’ll turn and walk away.
This is all I’ve got, each thinks in his way, the feeding of a stray and hungry cat.
Roy Gomez lives with his wife Cleo (and their pets) on a Texas hillside overlooking Medina Lake, directly below a starry Milky Way.
Cats can be alot like humans and vice versa. Interchange their characteristics and intertwine them.
Yes, sir, they’re all hungry, beat-up, stubborn toms. Thank you. I appreciate the insight, Ray.
The cat wins. It doesn’t have to deal with either of them.
Interesting take. Yes, the cat does win, in a sense, but what a paltry symbol of hope it represents for the other toms. Think they’ll ever overcome their stubborn pride? Thank you. I appreciate your time and effort.
How sad that neither human realizes they each have the other. Beautifully written.
Thank you, Joan: It’s ironic how the words ‘beautiful’ and ‘sad’ fit together. I appreciate your encouragement.
I can just picture the brief, wordless but knowing exchange between father and son. Interesting that the cat has no name and we are left to wonder why the silence between the two humans. Great writing as always!
Thanks, A P. Nameless cat further suggests the lack in the mens’ lives. But they all are stubborn Toms. Thanks so much for taking the time, A P.
Poignant and painful, Roy! So well done. Bravo! Hope to see lots more.
Me too, Susan. Thanks so much for your consistent support.
Love the story! very interesting. Reminds me of me and Danny on the weekends.
It’s amazing how much can be said in so few words.
So near and yet far. Very nicely written Roy
Thanks, Cindy. I appreciate your time and thoughts. See you at the lake. 😎