My dear friend, what are you looking at?
You stare in the distance certain of your aim
As your glance penetrates the grass
Your ears pick up the sounds around us
What do your senses tell?
How wondrous to sit right beside you
And seeing a whole different world
As the camera points towards you
You let me know with a familiar meow
That it surely is a cats’ honor and duty
To look as if one is deeply involved
In a staring contest twenty-four-seven
And know that no one can beat you
If I promise i won’t mention the birds
P N C O 
beautiful words and photo, Pieter. You seem to understand cats, regards Mitza
hehe like the way you phrase it. Seems seems to be the right word in this case, as it is very much anthropomorphic what i wrote 😉
I like anthropomorphy, not only because it’s a Greek word, hehe
hehe 🙂