Slinking through the backyard, through the brush and greenery, no one sees me. Nope, no one at all…except that photographer and the one who pointed me out to the photographer…and my owner who pointed me out to the one who pointed me out to the photographer. Hardly anyone at all sees me. I’m like a tiger in the grass, silent and mysterious and unseen. Mostly.
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