I have seen him two mornings under the shrubs around the swimming pool. I have heard we have a few. I don't know where they came from. From across the road I think. He is a beauty, Big and strong and mean looking. I guess he must be to survive on his own. He seems to be just resting and looking over the land. Looking for water I bet. No hand outs for sure. Maybe he keeps the mice at bay? I don't feel sorry for him, I am really kind of proud that he can survive. Here I am making up a story of his life. He may have a happy home and he is just "slumming" for fun. Slow Day for the Blog.
BETTY (better tomorrow) BOOP
p. s. try coming up with something interesting each day.
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