The garden cat.

Outside my retirement village Villa is a path often used by fellow residents. I can see through my thin laced curtains as to what is happening if I am near my windows. I am amused by the many people who stop by to look at the garden cat. They can see it from a distance and assume it is real. Once upon the cat they stop and discover that it is a stature. It is great if they are in pairs as a ‘I thought it was real’ conversation occurs. 

If I am out front many people walking pass will let me know how shocked they were to discover the cat was not real. I noticed today that the garden cat’s colour is fading so I wonder if the surprise by those walking pass will be less.