Moby's view of his garden. Grass in pots. He loves lounging by the window, peering. The 100˚ (37C) heat on the balcony doesn't deter him from wanting out, although it does cause him to curtail his excursions. Note the marks on the window. Gee, wonder what that's from. All at cat height...
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we have dog prints on the car windows, bump bumping against the glass, wanting air to pant into.
I sometimes felt sorry for Mol not being able to see the whole picture as I saw it, then realised as she emerges from in some part of the garden I can't see how she got to that she's got a detailed map in her mind that I know nothing of, a different world at dog height!
Dog prints here also. And muddy paw prints!
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