Tired Kitty

Sprinkler Ducks

It was 100 degrees yesterday and I looked out and saw Nora panting, so it was time for some sprinkler fun. They played for about 30 minutes and then seemed content until the cool front arrived around bedtime.


Homer takes an interest.

I’ve always said that Homer likes dogs better than cats and I may have found the root of that. I’ve been going through the W4D archives pruning photos from the media library to give us a little more headroom under the cap that FYWP imposes. I made it to 2010 September and ran across the first Homer pictures we have. Homer came to us as a foster (ha!) with a cast on his leg that only slowed him down a little. Both Bea and Toby gave him the cold shoulder but the dogs were more welcoming.

Annie had a nose for hurts and was naturally sympathetic to the little terror.

She was a real comfort to him.

Since then he has been way more attached to our dogs. Here he is with Buddy:

..with Katie

..and with Gabe:

Life With Willow

All you need to know about Willow’s personality is what happened this morning. I was cleaning the litterbox (around the same time every morning) and she jumped in, looked at me, and proceeded to do her business.

Like, never mind what I was doing.

Most cats wait until AFTER you clean it to go mess it up again. Not this one.

Willow just barges in wherever and whenever she wants. It’s her world, we just reside in it.

I know I’ve been MIA for quite a while. We’ve been doing a bit of remodeling. Between that and getting the gardens ready for summer is about all the time I have each day. Not to mention editing the latest novel.

I have a ton of photos of how the front yard has evolved this spring. I’m really pleased with it and how low maintenance it has been. My small rock garden is causing me more headaches than the entire front yard.

Bonus muddy ducks (I do adore it when they get all mud covered). They’ve been enjoying the rainy weather.

I have not been doing much cooking, but I will pull some summer menus this week and post at least one as grilling season commences.

Until then…