Stalking Cat was once again in search of the trap with the yummy food when he spied me on my way to the shed. He stood still. He looked at me as if to say, “You Can’t See Me.” I stood still. I looked at him and said, “Oh yes, I can.” And there he is. By the driveway on the left.
Olde Dog spotted me and came loping over. Stalking Cat decided it was time to dart into the woods. And then I couldn’t see him. He was right!