6:50 Sit next to sleeping human's head and stare at him
6:53 Punch human in the face
6:55 Sit on edge of bathtub while human washes
7:15 Follow human as he puts on clothes
7:25 EAT MURRAY FOOD!
7:40 Use Murray box
7:45 Sit next to keyboard while computer reads from computer
7:55 Get a little more MURRAY FOOD!
8:10 Use Murray box
8:15 Wash
8:20 Sit on rug in living room
8:35 Sit in living room window
9:10 Sit on rug in living room. Wash
9:30 Lay on bed
10:45 Wash
10:55 Continue to lay on bed
12:20 Sit, bread loaf style, by the front door
12:45 Walk around the apartment
12:50 Sit in living room window
13:15 Hear something, run after it
13:25 Wash
13:30 Lay on bed
15:05 Go to Murray box. Clean up
15:10 Sit by MURRAY FOOD dish
15:15 Sit in kitchen window
15:45 Walk around apartment
15:50 Sit on living room rug
15:55 Wash
16:00 Sit in blue chair in living room
16:50 Walk around apartment
16:55 Lay on bed
17:05 Wash
17:10 Lay on bed
18:25 Run after something. It goes all over the apartment, but I can't get it
18:30 Sit in box in living room
18:40 Sit on rug in living room
18:45 Wash
18:50 Sit, bread loaf style, on couch
19:10 Sit by front door (triangle style)
19:45 Sit, bread loaf style, on couch
20:00 Roll up like a ball on couch
21:10 Walk to front door.
21:15 Sit by MURRAY FOOD dish
21:25 Sit in kitchen window
22:45 Walk around apartment
22:50 Sit on living room rug
22:55 Wash
23:00 Sit in living room window
23:45 Sit on shelves by living room window
23:55 Knock stuff off shelf
24:00 Sit in living room window
24:45 Wash
24:50 Sit on couch
01:10 Wash
01:20 Sit, triangle style, looking at front door
01:50 Lay on bed
02:10 Walk around apartment
02:15 Sit by MURRAY FOOD dish
02:25 Sit by front door
02:35 Wash
02:40 Continue to sit by front door
02:50 Sit, bread loaf, on living room rug
03:00 Human arrives. Walk to door, circle around him into the hallway as he enters. Get picked up and hugged
03:05 MURRAY FOOD!
03:15 Use Murray box
03:20 Watch human
03:35 Sit next on pillow next to human's head
03:50 Lay on bed

Every day the human goes, most every day the human returns and when he returns I'm waiting.

Noise at the door and I'm up.

Door creaks opens and I step out. I make a wide loop around him out into the space beyond the apartment.

Yesterday three little humans hovered at the far end of this space.

The smallest looked and me, I looked back. The moment she caught my glare, the little human fell into weeping. Screaming, crying, inconsolable.

When the birds buzz passed and all the electronic boxes stop humming, when the heat is so intense you can see the air thicken and it your lungs work double hard to swallow, when the thing keeps spinning, spinning, spinning -ignoring the screams to stop -when all things start up and stop at once you just have form a triangle and say "meow."

Human had politics on the TV.

The one guy was all Murray-style with big ears.

There was another who was all "blah, blah, blah I iz woman and mosts reliable".

Reliable like the tides come to wash away the sand. Reliable in so much as they leave with regularity and leave a changed surface once gone.

White, cold, and wet.

This must be "anti-Murray".

As it builds up on the window ledge I can only sit. And watch. And hope it doesn't crash through.

This morning I woke up. Ate some Murray food. Did my business.

Laid in a ball in bed.

From time to time the human would come in and wrap his arms and head around me.

I continued to lay in bed.

At some point I got up -asked for and received more Murray food.

Then I returned to bed, rolled up into a ball, slept until human joined me.

The couch is striped. The place where I do much sitting.

And if you look closely, I am striped too.

Stripeyness and wild fury -the two traits shared between Murray and jungle Tigers, an unbroken tie between us and our common ancestor.

We use our stripes as camouflage so our fiery attacks can begin unnoticed.

Last night I was lying on the couch, when human lays down behind me and proceeds to tell me that I smell like Murray breath and that Murray breath stinks.

You know what I do?

I turn around, look him square in the eye and hiss at him.

Then, I turn my head back and continue to watch The X-Files. It was the one where Mulder and Scully tell differing stories about a Texas town filled with vampires.

Have you ever crossed into that new, uncharted place of footsteps and creeks and far off howls?

As clean as I like to be -and I like to be clean, there's nothing so nice as rolling up on a human's shirt thrown absentmindedly on the living room floor.

Soft fur. Warm fabric. Hard floor. Give me an infinite supply of Murray food and the rolling sound an engine humming and there's nothing more a guy needs.