#cats #haiku The Phantom Cat

Purrs comfort my heart.

Lingering after he leaves,

the phantom cat sleeps.

This morning, as I lay on my side contemplating why I couldn’t sleep, Coon Cat draped over my shoulder.  His purrs sent me drifting back.  

I slowly floated up from a restful night, thinking he still covered my shoulders, so comfortable I didn’t want to move.

Just as we don’t question dream world as it unfolds, neither did I question the obvious.  Coon Cat weighs 20 pounds, but my shoulders felt so light.

And at that moment, the phantom disappeared.