This little face peeks out almost every time I climb our stairs.
As I get closer, her head disappears and is replaced by swinging paws.
And when I get high enough and both head and paws are in my sight, she knows the gig is up.
So then this sneaky kitty rolls over on her back and waits for me to reach through the slats and scratch her belly. I guess when you’re a cat, even the small things have large entertainment value.
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