Flash Post 226!
Button, this is where MoJo sits every single morning–the terrace garden–come rain, come shine, once she’s been brushed, sometimes ears cleaned and after she’s had her morning treats and managed to whack some biscuits that are served to her father with his morning cup of tea.
I have seen her too and she loves being there all by herself. She says it’s her time and she doesn’t like us being there.
I think, like all of us humans, this is the time when she introspects and plans her day’s itinerary.