Who Goes There?

We have this "thing" that grows here in the south called Pampas Grass.

Its a big tufty thing and was originally planted at a corner to stop the gradual erosion of that spot.

That worked out well and the thing has become ginormous and is pretty I guess if you like that sort of thing, which I do. It has other uses as well...

the dogs will sometimes retreat into it for a private napping spot. The kids also use it in hide and seek games. It is a great hiding spot.

I walked out my front door and at first it felt like any ordinary day...

only I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.....

everything was still.

The cows were all busy munching down on hay, the dogs were all gone on doggie errands and yet that feeling remained...

of being stared at.

And there it was!

Under the Pampas Grass, something black...no white, no black, had me fixed in its beady eyed stare.

Can you see it there in the Pampas Grass?

Hardly?

See what I mean about a great hiding spot?

Just ask Oreo!~

She was laying down at first but with each click of the lens while I kept creeping closer she heaved herself to her feet and glared at me as only Oreo - the queen of self entitlement-can.

Thats ok Oreo. We all understand the need to take a break once in awhile~