Wood

Lately, I've been thinking about how Lily's world is the confines of my small apartment. Who knows what happened during the first seven months of her life, but since then, she's only rarely stepped out of our front door into the main hallway.

Sometimes, I wonder if she'd like to move into a more spacious place with more windows and scenery. Or, maybe she'd like to sharpen her claws on a giant tree instead of my furniture. When I suggest these things to her, though, she just stares at me and licks her foot.

(Illustration Friday: April 15, 2016)