What the heck is happening here? A cat in a window? What is it doing? It sees me yet doesn’t move. The look of serene calm is unerving. I think that cat should be hissing and spatting, and arching it’s back with a big puffy tail twitching high.
Well, I will stare and stare and stare at it with my most bossy stare.
This bookstore needs me as a companion for this cat. I think it needs a run between the book shelves. I know I can give it a good chase.