Human beings are curious creatures. I watch them all the time, hectic, busy, unable to enjoy the unique moments that go and never return.
This morning my human has filled the bowls of food and water on the balcony and ran out of the house. She always leave the sliding window open, no longer afraid that I run away.
Why should I? She feeds me and when she is not particularly taken up by her human affairs she scratch me, which is nice!
So I eat and then jump out to hunt or enjoy the sun. Today there’s a nice breeze.
a personal experiment. once a day a 101 words short tale inspired by a random image. once a week a 299 words novel
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
light breeze
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