OutsideWe've had some frosty mornings, but not days-on-end winter, yet. Autumn is definitely at the end; the leaves are off the trees, as evidenced by my driveway & yard.
|Watching Tabby Bobcat.|
|Tabby Bobcat watching something--prolly a squirrel.|
|Coming down the ramp.|
|Hey! Wha' happened to all the leaves? Lawnmower Paul came on Saturday.|
|Maggie goes to investigate.|
|And looks for a place to nestle in. She really liked her leaves! I got some scissors to prune that prickly bush she's sitting next to, but she didn't appreciate all the snippy-snippy of it, so she moved . . .|
|Over here. Next to a fire grate & hammer that Lawnmower Paul unearthed during the Deleafing Fest.|
|Back up the ramp.|
|Cozy on the porch. This is where I sit when Maggie's outside. See the broom by the door? This is where Fisherman Willie would say I keep it there for a quick get-away. Hahaha|
"Now I'm chewing her food for her and feeding her like a mother bird."
"Her kidneys aren't working, so I'm using mine to filter hers."
Hahahaha She's as cheerful as ever, but I'd like her to gain a bit more weight.
She has this funny little habit of waiting until I'm in the shower to start barking. So I get out--is someone at the door? Do you need to go out? Do you need water, food, what? It took a while for me to notice that this was a pattern. So now I just expect her to bark when she hears the shower. And then she settles in the hallway by the bathroom door. *sigh* Funny girl.