April 22 - The Cat

He's on his way home when he sees a beautiful Persian cat perched inside the window of a first floor apartment like an antique on display. It's a nice enough afternoon and he doesn't really have to be anywhere, so he stops to take it in.
He can tell the cat notices him, but it makes it a point not to acknowledge him, pretending instead that he's not there in the aloof way that cats have.
After a minute or so, the cat stands up to stretch and then arches its back, looking at him ever so briefly as it licks its chops.
He cracks up a little and then licks his lips and then immediately wonders why.
Glancing his way every now and then, the cat starts licking its paws. A few seconds later, the man and the cat make eye contact for a moment and then both look away at the same time. But then they gradually make their way back to eye contact again, this time holding the gaze a little longer. This time the man looks away before the cat does.
He scratches his jaw as the cat moves over to a scratching post and looks at the man again as it (she?) slowly, delicately, runs her body across the scratching post. The man coughs a little and looks up and down the street. Nobody is around.
He forces a chuckle and the cat saunters over to the front of the window and lays on its side, facing him. It then spreads its hind legs out and looks the man dead in the eye just before it leans into its crotch and starts licking.
The man's jaw drops. And that's when the cat's owner materializes, rips the curtains shut, and goes to call the police.