I still remember it as if it were yesterday, the day we decided to explore. The place wasn’t exactly new to us. If I may be so bold I could admit to the reader: we actually lived there. For about two years now, as a matter of fact. But it felt fresh and new, knowing we wouldn’t leave it for a while. Knowing it was going to be just the two of us for a strategically specified unknown period of time.
It was day 2 of week 1, when we walked around our new terrain, careful to see where we were standing. She jumped on top of the white machine that sat next to the PC, reaching high to catch a tiny fly. She then turned towards the window, froze on the spot, and started growling.
Her tail swayed swiftly from side to side as she focused on her target, the rest of her body still and alert, ready to take action against our new threat.
I looked up from my very specialized jungle camera. What could she possibly be so intent upon?
And then I saw it: The neighbor’s kid likes to do handstands.