What do you do with the little red wagon from your youth?
Well, you could throw it in the dumpster. You could give it to a charitable cause. You could give it to your children. Then to your grand-children.
Or -- you could leave it in the backyard playhouse where your daughter left it stand for the last time more than 15-years ago. The rain will come and dampen the wagon turning the bottom into rust. The sun will shine causing the paint to fade. And the heat will endure causing the tires to crumble.
But, still there it sits.
Then, two little kitties come along and discover the joy of a little red wagon. They don't care about rust, faded color or flat tires.
They only care about a secret hide-out. Someplace to sit and watch the bugs fly by and the birds land in the trees.
Remember we are under the influence of Leo so all the lions, lionesses, and simply domestic kitties are feeling the need to roar their little roars.
So as Bernie sits in her newly-claimed little red wagon and roars -- she lets everyone in the neighborhood know that she is the boss.
