There’s a gang of little girls that roam around our neighborhood, giggling and shrieking and chattering a million miles a minute. If you cross paths with them, they’ll start a conversation but if something more interesting comes along (like a dog on a leash), then you’re old news and they’re off in a flash.
The other day they informed me that I have two cats: one is a calico, and the other one is shy.
So true! With the amount of time the cats spend out on the porch, these girls have them all figured out.