The world is full of mysteries.
Bow, for instance, has choices now and has had choices in the past. Each of us do. Millions of people go to work every day in a closed box where they cannot see the outdoors, and they don't come out until it is practically night, and then they go home to another closed box. Yes, they say they do it in order to make a living, but most of what their income pays for is a box to live in. If they did not want to live in a box -- if they wanted to live outdoors instead -- then they would not even need that income.
But I'm not here to tell you about the average employee or about Bow. I'm here to tell you about the kitten. Yesterday, I realized that the kitten likes to be put it in storage. It actually looks forward to its time in the storage shed.
We were walking along and came across another turtle.
The kitten pretended not to be interested.
However, in time its curiosity for the better of it, and it went to inspect the turtle.
It happened like this. The kitten keeps following me on all my walks, just as if it were a dog.
When we spotted the turtle by the lagoon, the kitten took a break, while the turtle tried to decide what to do.
Eventually, the turtle got up the courage to walk a little.
And then I went for the rest of my nature walk.
I saw two insects sharing a thistle flower.
I saw a hummingbird moth pretty close up in my pasture.
This is the closest I have gotten to a hummingbird moth, but it still looks tiny.
And then when the walk was over -- and it was a very long walk -- I opened the shed door. You would think the kitten would bound out, hungry for freedom, right? But no, it got up slowly, ambled up to the door, sniffed, and then, as if asking itself if leaving the shed was really worth the effort, it jumped out.
I am beginning to think this kitten really wants to be an indoor cat.