Brown and White Cat

Walking home from The Bounty we saw a brown and white cat sitting on the railway tracks. So we stroked it, and picked it up, and then it climbed onto our shoulders and walked around on them precariously, like a monkey, or a pirate's parrot. It rubbed its head against our cheeks. It didn't scratch us at all. I walked down the moonlit road with it climbing on my shoulders, being careful that it didn't fall.At the end of the road we put it down and it ran away as some headlights came around the corner. When it was gone I could still feel its soft weight on my shoulders and I missed it. Brown-and-white-parrot-cat.