it was more than being a thief, not just hide and seek for little children

the stone table was still cold even from the afternoon heat

my ramly. i had to nibble on it before it gets cold

i got a new found friend who slowly sits on the seat, staring at my only meal

a furry stray thing with whites and a big black back

as if someone has carelessly spilled black paint on it

i was hoping it would meow but instead it kept staring

kept staring at my only meal

i gave in and picked at the excess egg and throw it across to it

it gladly sniffed and pawed it towards itself

after a few pieces of that, in exchange he sat on the table like a guard

protecting me and giving me some attention for a few minutes before

jumping off and disappearing

that was my ten-minutes-void-deck-friend.