Before leaving me in charge of her clowder of cats,
Avis took all of them for one last walk behind the trailer park.
I’ve forgotten how the cats and I fared that week in the trailer,
but I’ll never forget that day in the meadow,
the cats following their owner among the tall grasses,
a spectacle silhouetted in the setting sun,
the tips of 11 tails sticking up in the air.