My ex has the cats now...I can't have them where I am and he has the house.
When I had my old apartment on the third floor (actually four flights) of a huge old house, my cat Madison used to sit, almost every morning without fail, in front of the front window with the blind pulled down. I think he was watching the bird shadows because there was a big old Maple tree in front. It looked like he was watching a drive-in movie, every morning, for near 2 hours every morning.
He's a big (was 19 lbs) male orange tabby, sweeter than anything and dumber than a box of rocks. He also LOVES car trips.
I miss the guy!
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