Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Lazy Morning

I sometimes hear the pitter patter of little feet in the morning. Sounds from the bathroom. And then NOTHING.

And if all is quiet, why mess with it?

Slowly [this can sometimes last only minutes, but has been as long as an hour] I start to hear little whimpers. Or meows. Or singing.

It's Ellis taking a lazy morning rest at the top of the steps.

Apparently, this is the coolest place to hang.

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