Watch the cat they said.
Sounds so simple. The cat is trouble, so it must be watched.
But it wasn’t just one cat. It was a gang of cats, all dressed about the same, all bent on mischief.
All cats are bent on mischief. Its a given.
So I watch the cat.
The cat had a bath. The cat had a nap. The cat had another bath. The cat stared at nothing without moving for twenty minutes.
I watched the cat.
And still the bird went missing from its cage.
There must be more than one cat.