Got home from the hangar tonight – dark, cold, drizzly. I had driven the van today, so I went over to Hissy to throw my sunglasses in. They bounced off the seat and onto the floor.
Disgusted, I started walking around the back side of the car to go over to the passenger side so I could open the door there and pick them up. As I turned the corner at the back of the car, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Fortunately, I froze immediately.
A black figure. A stripe of white? Was that a cat?
Sniff.
NOPE, not a cat!
Freezing had saved me. Pepe LePew sauntered down the sidewalk not three feet away, oblivious. (I’m told they have so-so eyesight – lucky me.) Up across our yard, by the bushes up against the house, past the garage and the cars in the driveway, into the back yard toward the trash cans.
Some days it’s better to be lucky than good!
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 