Wall

I walked over and sat by a wall earlier.
It looked different than it usually does.
The light was coming off it at a strange angle.
I didn't like this.

I sat by the wall, looked up, and stared at it.
I meowed my displeasure.
I meowed my displeasure.
I meowed my displeasure.

My human came over and said; 'Clive, why are you meowing at a wall?'

I blinked at him.

I turned back to the wall.
The light was still coming off it in a weird way.

I meowed at the wall.
I meowed at the wall.
I meowed at the wall.

My human sighed and walked away.