This time of year, my 20 pounds of
housecat becomes a collector of seeds.
As he slinks downslope from my house through invasive swaths of cheatgrass,
through needle-and-thread grass, through foxtails, and through bur-bearing
forbs; the various barbs and hooks of maturing seeds affix themselves to his Velcro
coat of fur.
After a long day of collecting seeds, he
sleeps on my sofa.
Interesting side note: apparently my
sofa is equipped with some sort of seed release mechanism, which releases the seeds from my cat’s coat.
--Mitchell Hegman
--Mitchell Hegman
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