I collected cherries at home today.
I stand on the ladder, high, balancing. And suddenly I hear a sound from below, as if a tree was trying to squeeze something not metal. I close my eyes and see my cat. Which, holding her legs behind the stairs, and I swear, smiling ill-lovedly, is looking at me with emphasis...
The realization that she was just scratching her nails came much later. After the prayer...