A CAT'S TALE
Third day at the OK Corral. I don't know about the rest of the November writers but I sure wish I was this guy. I've been able to sleep in the last couple days which is a far cry from my 4:30 wake up November 1st. But, these late nights are a challenge.
During morning coffee I watched the wind blow the last of our leaves off the four trees that line our property at the end of the driveway. I was inspired to write a PB about the adventures of my cat, Mike. Wow, he's seven. How time flies.
I'm off to add 1,500 words to my Nano story. It's going somewhere, it has to be. It's time to grab the cat and head off to the couch with my laptop. Have a great night.