Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 18

Why don't the humans look out the window more? There's so much that goes on out there.

When you look out the same window every day, something fascinating happens: you start to notice patterns. Like the woman with the dog who jogs by before the sun rises, or the man with the stroller who walks by shortly after. These things happened almost every day at the exact same time.

Interestingly, these patterns have all stopped recently. Sometimes I see the woman run by with her dog, or the man with his stroller, but it's sporadic now. I've been trying to catch on to new patterns, but they haven't become clear to me yet. So for now, I'll just keep observing and wait to see how it settles.