I’m being watched. Not by a human.
Okay, I see her now. Time to straighten up. Peer through the fence.
By the way, this is a poor location to limp and lag behind in your antelope costume.
The stalking and pouncing you enjoy watching in your house cat — she’s an expert — on a grand scale.
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Ellen is a pre-published author of sweet romantic suspense. She enjoys travel, people watching, and inventing deep dark secrets to explain the actions of characters observed.
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