The mornings are nice because there is usually a cool breeze and it's quiet, just the way I like it.
Sometimes I see friends of mine go by, like Re or Hugo, but they don't see me 'cause I'm way high up! There's lots to see out there - birds and clouds and hoomans, trees and flowers and bugs and stuff.
Evenings are nice, too - when my pack sits out there.
Someone moved in next door. A young man. His two windows are to the right of our balcony. After nearly a year of total privacy, suddenly the shutters opened. Harry was perplexed, to say the least. He surprised me by acting protective. He jumped right up and while I would not call it growling, he was muttering! "Now wait just a minute.....when did YOU get here? Who are you anyway??"
Izz ok, Harry, he can't get to YOUR balcony. Go back to your nap, silly boy.
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