the waiting game

The dark greyish cat
Sniffing on gates walking slowly
Along the row of houses
As I watched in my car

One empty the cat just stared
Then it moved away though nobody in
On the next house the cat rested
Staring at the house opposite
Rubbing its whiskers thinking

Then it got up
Slowly walked into the next house
Sniffing along the car's tyres
Tail raised only a minute or two
Then it walked out going back on its route

The dark greyish cat moved away
Swagging its tail along the street
As I put in gears I drove away
In the mid-day sun clear blue sky