Black cats. They are so mysterious. My neighbor’s kitty would be sleeping on the porch, under the car, in the garden, and I could never tell what I was looking at. He was just a big, black, blob. Finally, on one of my walks, he was lounging on the top of the garden wall with his paw hanging. He looked so debonair! I’ve seen him since and he always hangs his paw this way.

This is for Becky’s November walking squares. There are so many great squares to check out–I love seeing what everyone is posting!