visitation I

The Angel of the Lord came to me as a pale gold cat. This cat arched it's back against the brick wall and ran along beside me and entreated with me to love it. I could see the thickness of it's fur and hear it's rumbling purr, but I kept my hands deep in my pockets. My heart was sad and ashen and I had no love inside me to offer even a pale gold cat. So after following beside me for several blocks, the Angel of the Lord departed from me.