This morning I find myself smiling (highly entertained I might add) as I watch several barn cats zipping around the backyard in an attempt to catch the golden leaves that are swirling down from nearby oak trees. I stand and stare, fascinated, as they revel in every bit of this light-hearted fun on a fine November morning. There’s a method to their madness, as the saying goes. Each cat will sit, studying a single leaf as it begins the long descent. Bushy cat tails are flicking back and forth, and soon, no longer able to stand the wait; the cats jump, pounce, and then scamper off in another direction! There they will sit and wait until the next cascade of leaves and it begins all over again.
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