Coco usually wakes up before me. So if I lie still enough when I first open my eyes, I can secretly observe her. Today I awoke to raindrops hitting the roof and Coco sitting on the windowsill staring out onto the street as usual. Except this time, I could see her lips moving. She was quietly singing a little song.
"It's raining, it's pouring...
the squirrels are drowning...
I'll get in my bed...
and they'll all be dead...
Oh what a lovely morning!"
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