I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail... Seriously. This cat came out of nowhere and wrapped itself around my ankles.
I was here, trying to compose this shot. She never made a sound. Just circled around emphatically, making an infinity sign around my feet.
Spooky, but it didn't feel threatening.
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I was here, trying to compose this shot. She never made a sound. Just circled around emphatically, making an infinity sign around my feet.
Spooky, but it didn't feel threatening.
[More posts daily at The Detroit News]
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posted by Libby Spencer at 8:45 PM
5 Comments:
Great cat!
After all, it coulda been a buzzard overhead....
Non that you mention it, the buzzards were flying yesterday...
Two things I love: old cemeteries and black cats.
Terry C - Viva La Vida
Did he try to sell you a Tamarack timeshare?! or maybe he was a photography enthusiast himself.
Terry I love both myself.
Shrimplate, LOL.
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