cat by day

When the day draws to a close and the sun falls into scarlet fashions, my cat comes to sit in my room with her back against the setting sun spilling through the window. She seems fixiated on the inky shadow she casts across the floor and onto the wall, and while my sister believes she is just soaking up the last rays of the day, I think she is simply awed by just how much her silhouette looks like batman.