This is how I cope with devastation, okay? Apparently the neighbor and I had differing opinions on what “Cut to the fence line” means. No, it’s not really funny. But I’m trying to force myself to see it as a metaphor for how abuse of power kills the beauty in the world.
Is this the heaven for border collies? Herding cows and squirrels? Do cows get rewarded for being your burger by still needing to be herded? What about squirrels, I would think heaven for squirrels involves a lot of nuts. I guess technically that’s what’s happened. Shoutout to my bestie’s German Shepherd Krikkit, who better beContinue reading “Can’t Talk. Mesmerized.”
Shoutout to that squirrel who was already long gone before I got to that parking spot otherwise I’d probably have tried (and failed) to save him, too! 🤜🤛
For the first few days Babycat lived in The Puppy’s crate, because I wasn’t sure if she’d dig indoor living, and I didn’t know if she knew how to use a litter pan. You already saw she moved out of the crate and settled into cat-bed-at-the-window-life, and she knows how to use a pan likeContinue reading “The Magic Window”
The Fluffy One is dealing with things.
This is pretty much what we do in the afternoons.
Sticking a memorial candle into your tree hole is a bad idea. So many things were bad ideas that day. Look where you’re going, drivers. And cats, meow meow meow-meow meowin’ meow, meow?
…I agree with all of this.
It’s Twilight Zone Day! I guess?
What IS with me?
Man, the squirrels just adapted to not having that telephone line to run along. Now I just have to hope all the really big birds that used to live in the neighbor’s pine tree don’t come here too now that their meeting spot fell over. O_O
This is all totally how it happened.
Hope you have some sort of fun warm time! Whoo!