Friday, 4 September 2015

The tail decides

I couldn't decide if I wanted to go outside this morning.

My human opened the door and I looked across my territory.

My tail swished left.

My tail swished right.

My tail swished left.

My tail swished right.

My tail swished left.

My tail swished right.

My tail swished left.

My tail swished right.

My tail swished left.

My tail swished right.

In the end, I decided to nap on the mat next to the door.

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