Waiting At The Window

Waiting At The Window

She waits by the window. Her person will be home soon. Basking in the

sun she will not move from her post. Then she hears the gentle roar of the

car engine as it pulls into the drive. She runs to the door and as it opens she finds

her place circling around a pair of legs, leaning in the equivalence of a cat hug

she begins to hum in a low deep purr. She is in a state of happiness because her 

friend is finally home. 

8x6 acrylic on canvas panel