Haiku by Cat: Centered

Today’s haiku is by Elsa Clair.

I think cats are born with an innate ability to be centered.

And by centered, I mean “in the middle.”

As in, when I’m trying to cook, at least one cat is centered in the kitchen floor. 

A feline lounges halfway up the stairs, usually with a flicking tail, meaning there is no easy way to set a foot on the occupied step without risking injury to all.

When I would like to read The New Yorker (Yes, I still get a paper magazine; don’t judge) and instead I’m looking at a cat positioned perfectly across two pages, so I cannot read anything except the words at the far right of the column, or half a cartoon and unintelligible shreds of its caption.

Cats are intentional creatures. When they want to be in a place, they are focused on being there, being aware, and being in the moment. They are exactly where they should be, and they occupy their spot with a zen-like mindfulness, completely sure that they are in the middle of everything, and the world revolves around them.

They may be right about that last part.

Are your cats centered?

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