A little stray cat with a red flur entered slowly and silently Thoms living room and watched him with great green eyes.Herr Grünauge!!
the little cat perched on Thom’s lap as he contemplated
A little stray cat with a red flur entered slowly and silently Thoms living room and watched him with great green eyes.Herr Grünauge!!
the little cat perched on Thom’s lap as he contemplated
Thom lovingly stroked this red cat who brought some comfort to him on most lonely occasions when human company was scarce. Being an older man of his age, has proven that friends and family diminish, and some would say that his better years are behind him. It is as if the cat has got agitated with Thom when he starts to stir around and chew on his button for entertainment, as Thom's hand loses focus on the present. With a tug, Mister Greeneyes gives Thom his most mischievous side as suddenly Thom comes back to who has just about removed his button from his coat. Thom scolds the red cat who knows how to steal his best attention but then Mister Greeneyes felt he's had enough and gives the button one last tug and it goes falling to the floor, thumping a few hard times into the present and past when suddenly, Thom is brought back to a bad memory and gets down on his knees and begins to cry.
Mister Greeneyes looks back at Thom with a bewildered look, what has he done so bad that he's know made Thom like this? "Don't worry, Mister Greeneye, it's just a material thing."
Thom reaches out with his right hand to pick up the button but is met with a sudden rush of guilt as if his mother is expecting him back home for the day's earnings from town. Every little bit counted, and this was his last button for his customer. Money was scarce and so wasting was strictly forbidden. When he'd lose a button, he'd lose out on another shine on his day.