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.