and for bravecows
. my brother
has just returned
from a long sojourn in Greece.
and with his return
he brought me
and it goes
He was up in a monastery in Meteora, sitting on a bench next to a cat.
My brother reached out and patted the cat, which was very friendly.
After a time, a French gentleman, a teacher of history, came to join him.
The French gentleman reached out for the cat and started stroking it.
The cat rejoiced, climbed into his lap and curled up there in complete enjoyment.
The French gentleman turned to my brother and smiled.
"You do not understand the language of cats," he said.
"Sometimes they come to you
because they want to be fed
and sometimes they come to you
because they want to be touched."