Max Tries to Make a Friend

Max sits, staring at the backdoor screen.

She walks, step-step, step-step, closer to the doorway,

eyes never wavering from

the silhouette of a newly-hatched basilisk lizard

clinging to the screen.

Slowly, gently, she reaches out her paw, touches the screen.

In an instant, the tiny basilisk leaps away, disappearing off the deck.

Max sits, staring at the backdoor screen, 

           waiting for her friend to return.