Tuesday, April 10, 2012

The Morning Wake-up

Standing in front of the horse stall, I startled when grey fuzz brushed across my feet.

"That is a bold mouse," I thought, looking down.

The grey and tan fuzz appeared from under the stall door.

When I realized it was a cat paw, I smiled, and thought how lucky I am to have a barn cat that has a sense of humor at six in the morning.

No comments:

Post a Comment