[8] Once upon a time, my cat and I shared a moment in time and space, where we understood each other completely...

Once upon a time, on a dark and stormy night, my beloved kitty and I were pacing around the house. We were feeling a little bit cooped up, but where could we go, it was 11:30 at night, and he is a cat. So, we decided to play a game.

I looked at him and he looked at me, he instantly flattened himself out and began revving his haunches. All I could think to do was run away. He let out a triumphant roar, chasing me around the corner. I got there first so, I peeked around to see if this mighty beast had spotted me. To my dismay he had! So I ran again around to the next corner to play this high stakes game of peek-a-boo.

We continued in the fashion, a ruckus game of cat and mouse, until I was caught in the hall way, not a corner in sight. He looked me straight in the eye and let out a terrible howl and all at once jumped into the air and charged me!

I exclaimed and ran for the nearest corner, but this time when I peeked around the corner, he was peeking back at me. He too was hiding behind a corner waiting for me to get him!

Being the [8-almost-9] that I was, I understood in that moment that we two creatures were actually playing the same game. We don't speak the same language, or even share body language. This wasn't like playing with someone who only spoke Russian, where a series of gestures would convey the intention of the game, it was a cat!

So I jumped out from around my corner, and he did the same and we hugged and snuggled and lived happily ever after. The end.