Watching for the Boogyman

More mornings than not Harlow waits on the steps when we come downstairs to start our day. I don't know if she's waiting for me to turn the lights on during the weekdays when it's not bright out yet when we rise (which doesn't make sense really because she does it on weekends too, when the sun is up by the time we are) or if she's waiting for me to check for they boogyman.

It reminds me a little of this one which I took a week or so after I got her...

Looking at these photos of her from when she was littler, it makes me wonder what I've done to her! Her coat was so sleek and shiney!