I was sitting at the kitchen table early one morning reading the paper like I’ve done many times in the past. I glance up to look out the patio doors and I see this giant fur ball of a cat walking around my back yard on this chilly morning. The cat proceeds to walk up my deck and then stops where you see him pictured when our eyes meet.
The funny thing is this isn’t the first time this happened. Once several months ago he walked all the way up to the glass, sat and looked in. Maybe the kitchen was cleaner that morning and deserved more of a glance. Not sure if that’s it or he thinks he’s seeing another good looking cat 
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