The boy in the bubble…
My poor cat ‘plays’ with two different cats through the back sliding glass door. These cats hang out in my backyard for some part of every day. Sometimes they’re there for a few minutes at a time, sometimes this one will lay just oustide of the slider for hours and hours. I don’t get what is so great about hanging out back there, but my cat doesn’t seem to mind. I even contacted the people that lived here before us to make sure these weren’t their cats, that’s how often they’re here. This past weekend I finally read this one’s collar – he belongs to the family on the street behind me and about 8 doors down. My yard must really be comfortable and interesting because he travels quite a ways to come visit….
