Yukis-Promise

When I grow old she said I will be the crazy cat lady all the neighbors talk about. I will dwell in a house of sycamore and live off taffy and gin, and paint my ceilings yellow. I will dangle carrots off the clothesline and only bathe on Sundays. I will keep 47 cats (or maybe 63) and give them names like Cumberbund and Camembert and let them sleep in the kitchen sink where they can dream of midnight raids on the pantry- of sardines poached in pepper sauce and mocking bird and beetle pie and we will fish off the crumbling pier. I will tie bells to their tails to warn the birds they are invited for a meal and watch them