Yarrr, kitty mates! Hey, are there any pancakes left? I would love some for lunch!
That big Maine Coon agency kitty did the run this morning. He wanted to prove to himself, and I believe to me as well, that he could do it. I’ve been spending time with him here in the lounge, giving him some treats, praise, and belly rubs in the sun.
It’s a beautiful day around here, relatively speaking. One can go outside without swearing! I can see things in my backyard that have been buried, and a few of my rainbow colored spinny lawn decs are spinning! My hammock suffered some damage, though, as a result of my not putting it away before the weather moved in. This morning I only sank about halfway up my calfs to get to the birdfeeder.
Hubby is fixing to grill a steak too. He has to do some shoveling to get to it, but it’s in view and the sun and mild temps are making for some quickly melting snow.
Deb, that video was amazing! It is truly a scary thought that if we are not careful, there may be no lions in Africa in 20 years.
I’ve given Leela a shove, telling her she needs to get out of the house, and she has donned her wench outfit and Comet, wearing his eye patch and hat and weilding a (plastic) sword, are coming thru the wormhole. Whoosh! Thud. THUD!