I missed day 10: Door. Well I took a photo, but it was too embarrassingly bad to post so I didn’t.
I’m making up for it with a picture of the elusive Mean in today’s prompt:
Nellie Monster doesn’t show up too often on the blog mostly because she hates me and most everyone else, except Mehusbandy. Lately though she’s been hanging out with me and the dogs in the yard. She’ll hang around as long as we don’t get to close or try to touch her. I don’t know if she’s getting older and calming down, but she’s been changing a lot. She’s been spending more time inside and even playing a little bit, although I can’t ever get close enough to see what she’s playing with.
I’ve been trying to remember how old she is. My records are conflicting, but I think she’s only six which isn’t that old for a cat. I view living with Nellie much like how nature photographers must feel, I find her fascinating to watch, but know I’m risking my life if I get too close. So you can imagine my surprise when she came and slept on me two nights ago. ON me! I dared not move since I thought she might have finally decided to take me out in my sleep. But she just laid there and purred for a second and then moved on. I’m sure she needed something and was devastated when she realized I still don’t speak her language.