she lurks

We tell ourselves that this is an eons-old relationship, so they lie on our heads when we try to sleep. We tell ourselves that they control the rat population; the scientists say that the sample group, which they studied, really could not be bothered with rat killing. We tell ourselves that they value our companionship as much as they value our ability to open cans, the scientists tell us that the data is inconclusive. We tell the scientists that our cat is special.

Our cat blinks, enigmatically, from their perch on the stairs, and once again, tries to trip us as we descend.

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