They peak out from under the crib room,
one black head fluffed around the concrete,
one gray nose edging out with curiosity
but wariness for all of the people milling
around the patio, but the lure of food
is too promising and as the crowd thins,
they crawl out to investigate the edges.
They stay silent, slinking around in search
of an easy snack, but they keep watch
on those of us bigger than them, ready
to dart back to the safety under the building.
Each day, though, they stay out longer
and make a little more noise than yesterday.