Yesterday I looked out my back window to see…..

That is Black Jack.  He’s belongs to our neighbor, Zelda, and I guess he just wanted a sip of water from Anna Grace’s play table.  He’s been coming in our back yard lately, which doesn’t make much sense.  He hates/despises/is terrified of Anna Grace.  And more than once he’s been back there and she’s seen him, chased him, something.  But he still comes over.  I don’t get it.  I don’t mind… he’s really a sweetie and he reminds me of our cat Spike, who I miss.  I just figure if I was him and I knew that Anna Grace lived here…. I’d stay clear of this place.