Willow gets nervous when Donna leaves. She watches her like a hawk through the window until she disappears from sight. Today I decided to take a picture of this, which meant opening the screen as well as the window. However, Willow started getting a little too “jumpy” and I had to tug her away from the window before she tried to learn how to fly.
The berries on the ground are mulberries. We have several trees in our yard, so they are falling everywhere right now. Daedalus is addicted to them, the little blighter. It’s a constant tug-of-war when we’re outside.
