It’s a warm Friday afternoon and everyone is outdoors. Zorro headed for the hypertufa bowl on the porch and when Tiger saw that, she jumped up on the pillar and curled into the bowl. Tiger is much faster than the Z. Zorro was just as happy rolling around on the dead grass.
Dave and I spent the day rearranging things – tables, a couple of bookshelves, books, and all kinds of other stuff. Tiger, of course, helped. Because that’s the kind of cat she is.
Spring is here. Zorro is in his bowl. All’s right with the world. All’s right with the world unless you happen to be a squirrel that fell into the hands of the mighty Zorro. I stepped onto the porch yesterday and almost onto this dead animal. Eeks. Rumors connecting this squirrel to our crock pot [...]
It was time for her annual rabies shot, so the Tiger was caged. Poor thing, she was shivering in the box. While waiting for the vet, she tried her escape. She appears calmer here, but she’s really ready to bolt.
She decides who wants their chair the most, then she steals it.
Make yourself at home, Zorro. Zorro gets a little demanding when the food bowl on the porch is empty, but other than that, he’s comfortable in his fur, he’s fully at peace.
With the coolish weather, Zorro has been insistent about sneaking in. He’s not our cat! He belongs to the neighbors on the left (who call him O.J. I forget what the O.J. stands for), but the neighbors on the right have seemingly adopted him and named him Violet. Unconcerned about ownership, Zorro spends most of [...]
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