Some specters defy description.
That's a fat cat on a cold tile roof. His name is Stockings, and we called him a girl until we took him to be spayed, and the vet kindly told us that was impossible, because HE had the wrong equipment.
Stockings has been eating his feelings ever since.
He was inside that box, stretching its seams, when I grabbed my phone to capture the moment. This is the cat Tank the beagle likes to have his way with. Stockings doesn't seem to mind. He's an elusive booger, that Stockings. So I snapped his photo, and upon looking at it just now...
Is it me, or is there a creepy dude in the background in all that junk on the garage wall?