Sidewalk chalk!
The pretty black cat is Harry, our neighbor’s cat. He’s great. Very friendly and Savannah loves him. He’s not completely sold on her, probably because she runs toward him with outstretched hands yelling “HARRY!” We find him in our yard quite frequently and one time he ran in the front door when I went out to get the mail. Oh Harry.
I realize that I should address the massive faux pas going on wardrobe-wise. Socks and sandals (Never mind the stickers all over her legs). Ewww. I explained to her that was a poor choice, but she is a headstrong kid and wanted Butterfly shoes AND socks. We were only going to the driveway, so I allowed it, but I DO NOT APPROVE!