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Jon at the Window

The chittering birds draw his attention. He sits at the doorway watching them eat The only thing separating them is a screen or I am sure those birds would be dead at his feet. He watches the sky, he watches the food dish, He's fascinated by all that he sees and those chittering birds, they have no fear. They come and they go, just as they please. He likes the fresh air, he likes the breeze but mostly he just enjoys the view, Hummingbirds, juncos, sometimes dragonflies, every few minutes he spies something new. He imagines himself to be a great hunter but of course he isn't , he's just a housecat. So he's an observer and the birds are all safe and there's really nothing at all wrong with that. 28/07/2020

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Date: 8/26/2020 7:50:00 PM
Cute and clever, Francine. Enjoyed the read. ~ John at the Laptop
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