A cat who wants time to read, write and play must let the grass grow long. Bowie loves grass. He eats grass. He likes laying under the grass. After some research Bowie’s still having a hard time to decide which blade of grass to get. So many choices.
You can do a lot of things with grass. I like blowing over a blade of grass stretched between your thumbs – it makes a high-pitched squealing noise that often attracts predators like blackbirds. I love laying in the grass and looking at the stars or gaze at the sky. Let my imagination run wild.
Bowie doesn’t like toys anymore but he loves playing with grass. Shall we play a game?