That was then ... |
This is now. |
She has reinforced the walls and built a doorway, with an inviting, carpeted foyer inside. And she's hiding in the back, out of sight of curious visitors. (I know she's there; I saw movement inside when I got too close.)
The little black scrap on the doorstep looks like the remains of a small moth. No garbage pickup here!
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