Chariot of Fire

She was fiddling about yesterday eve on my balcony, planting something into pots, AND removing my rather convenient convenience - gave the feeling of soil, slightly raised from the ground, gives a garden like sensation...and I was leaning out across the gutter and saw... YES, it was HIM!

He was dashing elegantly through the garden, his tail floating behind him, his galloping paws occasionally propelling him across obstacles, his fur a glistening vision, a gazelle of a creature, nay a lion in his native tundra...

I nearly fell off my balcony. The gutter creaked but luckily I managed to step backwards onto terra firmer. My table was covered with compost and plants, and so unavailable. I had to sit indoors in my armchair to catch my breath and I nibbled a small piece of Polish Kabanos that someone had let stray...