The cat leaped up onto a windowsill and gazed out the window at the people below it. The people looked so small, like mice and birds. It watched as they ran around, the sound of their laughter muffled by the glass. From the outside, one might look up and see the cat glaring at them. But in reality, the cat was just staring off into space, bathing in the sunlight. The cat enjoyed sitting up on the windowsill during this time because the sun was shining, and it could see different things every day, and … the door a floor below slammed shut. The cat leaped down and padded downstairs where its owner was pouring some food into a bowl. The cat loved this time of the day.