Tuesday 15 September 2015

Eyes

I'm not sure my human quite understands, but sometimes I just like to stare at things.

Sometimes I like to stare at my human until he notices ... then I look away.

Sometimes I just like to stare at a part of the wall.

Sometimes I like to stare at the floor.

Today, I've stared at my human, a chair, some grass, an ant, a stone, and a plant pot.

It's been a tough day.



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