When the weather was warmer . . .yeah, I know, you're gonna give me a lot of static about my 60 degree weather when the rest of you are freezing your bippies off in double digit subzero temperatures.
Incidentally, I saw a brief mention from my niece-in-law in Minneapolis yesterday that said, "Huh. 24 below zero. That's what it was when we woke up in our tent while camping out in the Boundary Waters region last weekend."
And she's GRINNING!
Arizona Bruce mutters, "these kids nowadays."
Now where was I.
Oh yeah, cats.
We've had a number of visitors to our back yard over the months.
But the other day as I was out in front chatting with my next door neighbor, Bill, somebody new showed up.
It was a young gray cat that neither of us had recalled seeing before.
Probably because he's been known to put the occasional saucer of milk outside for Mattie.
Meantime, yesterday I got a shot of our Muggles curled up in her cat pedestal.
She had a look on her face that seemed to say, "Oh, no, you're not gonna bring another cat in here, are you?"
No, Muggles, I . . . don't . . . think . . . so.