Looking for a new place to live, I think I’ve lost my way home. It is late but the weather is nice, people are eating and drinking and are too busy to notice me. I see a handbag on the floor, the lady-owner likes crochet, just like me. A good place to hide and rest for a while.
The lady and the man are laughing. They’ve finished eating and they order coffee, I feel she is lifting the bag, with me in it. I have to be very quiet. I landed on top of the table, nobody noticed me, because there is a movie playing. I might as well watch it and learn about the giant humans around me.
What a lovely evening, to sit outside and watch the movie with so many people together, must do this again.
Because I don’t stay up late much, I feel a lit the drowsy, I’m fighting
falling a sleep…but my eyelids are so heavy ….. and the crochet work in the handbag feels so warm and…….zzzzzzzz zzzzzz zzzzzzz