It is the first day of Spring...although you wouldn't know it if you ventured outside. It is cold, windy and there is still a considerable amount of snow on the ground. I will try to think positive, warm, springy thoughts and maybe, just maybe the weather will magically change.
This afternoon we had a visitor of the squirrely variety. There was a cute little guy digging through the gutters outside the bedroom and art room windows. He or she seemed pretty content rummaging through the gutters for food and I was pretty happy he (or she) was clearing (kicking) leaves and crap out of the gutters...plus it kept the cat entertained for a while win-win-win!
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| Buster is keeping his eyes to the ceiling, in hopes of catching that fly. |
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| Buster can't find the fly...it must be my fault...he gives me an evil glare. |
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| These paws can do damage when they are on the hunt, trust me (and my chest) they hurt when Buster decides to use you as a spring-board. |
Speaking of cat...and spring arriving (hopefully) I have noticed a number of dopey flies in the house, I suppose emerging from their winter slumber. Where they are coming from, I don't know, but what I do know is they are dopey as all hell (constantly smacking into the ceilings) and they are keeping the cat entertained and me awake at night. Last night there was a real big fly in the bedroom buzzing around the ceiling. I couldn't get rid of it and the cat couldn't get enough of running around the bedroom jumping on the bed (and me) in vain. I can still hear the buzzing...and the frantic meows.
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