Thursday, August 30, 2012
This time of the year all of the grasses are turning gold, and it gets more difficult to see Vladi. I can walk right past him calling his name, and sometimes he just hunkers down in the tall grass, out of sight. Other times, he meows back softly and jumps out to join me. Yesterday I looked, and looked, and looked, but couldn't find him on the trails. See if you can spot Vladi in the photo below:
Yep, he's curled up on the chair, facing the bird feeder.
I must have walked past him half a dozen times.
I think he fell asleep waiting to go back inside for dinner.
Posted at 9:00 AM