Journal: The Old Lady and The Cats

Nearby my house lives an old woman, whose wrinkled face resembles the one of a witch and whose clothes are always tattered. Her place looks very grim and it seems really scary at nights. I take a look at it frecuently, because her house is short distance from mine. I think she is the only inhabitant of her place. Because I have always seen this woman alone. She doesn't even speak to the neighbours, what makes the mistery flows around her life.
The old lady goes out her house every single night, no matter how the weather could be outside. Her presence in street, is similar to a sort of strange habit of her, because the aim of it is feeding stray cats. The animals are acostumed to this, and for that reason they wait for her between 11 and 12 pm, all the nights. Some of the cats are as old and as dreadful as the woman. And some of them are just skinny kitties. Each of the cats have a special characteristic, but they are all marked by the same sad look, which origin is a mixture of loneliness and starvation.
After their supper, the old lady enters her house and the cats start to leave, and one by one, they all go away, until the front door is empty again. This scene that repeates every night is probably the only "social" interaction that this woman has with beings of any kind.
The old lady and the cats, look like if they were all a family. What would happen when this poor woman pass away? Surely, what is probable to ocurr is that this family would break up, and the cats would have to look for another way of survival. As the woman that feeds them has not died yet and so, the tragic probability has no ocurred for the moment, I understand their relationship as profitable for both sides. She provides food for the cats, and these animals serve in return, the need of company that the old lady has.