A White Cat Poet Closed the Book and Waited for Applause
A white cat in a flat black velvet cap sits with one paw resting on a leather-bound book, as though she has just finished reading a poem aloud and is waiting for applause. Her fur looks cloud-soft, her amber eyes look half amused, and a ruffle of lace lies around her neck over a heavy dark robe. Two candles burn behind her, one tall and one short, throwing a golden glow along her whiskers.
Cats are creatures of habit, and a calm reading nook suits them well. A quiet corner with a soft blanket gives a cat a place to rest without being disturbed, and many cats like to settle beside their people while they read. White cats are as healthy as any other when well cared for, though those with pale skin on their ears and noses can be more sensitive to sun, so it is worth limiting strong sunbathing at windows and asking your vet about protection. Regular grooming keeps a white coat bright, and a slow brush is a pleasant ritual for many cats. Keep the pages away from sharp claws, if you can.
Her verse is probably about naps, sunbeams and the injustice of closed doors. If the audience is lucky, she may even read a second poem, though it will probably be shorter and mostly about breakfast.
