If I stare at it long enough . . .

I wasn't certain what she discovered that absorbed her so throughly.
Perhaps it was a fly, a spider, a stray thought, or a ray of sun.

Ka-Ko liked that window sill, spent hours there with the sun burning her fur, but this time she grew distracted by, well nothing really.

Could it be a daydream? Do cats daydream? Maybe it was an early kittenhood memory that paralyzed her for a few cat moments while she pondered the effects of life with 17 other cats.