|Maggie sniffing toward Neighbor Thomas's.|
|But then she nestles in. She's a nestler.|
|Another day exploring the yard.|
|With Tabby Bobcat walking along.|
|They have such a funny relationship. Maggie barks to let me know when Tabby wants to come into the house. She barks at Tabby to let her know she's going outside and I guess is giving her a polite, invitational bark to join her.|
|Maggie on her way back from a successful backyard trip.|
I'm feeding her whatever she'll eat. Today she sniffed out a treat from the PetMeds box & even tho it was grain-based, prolly gluten, I let her eat it. She doesn't seem any worse for it. As long as she's not in pain, we'll take it day by day.
|Sunday morning on the front porch.|
|Whatcha lookin' at Mag?|
|Tabby in stealth mode, readying for a squirrel attack. (Unsuccessful. This time. Prolly wasn't hungry).|
|And then she comes back . . .|
|And Maggie suns herself on the porch.|
|And Tabby dozes on the ramp.|
And it's a beautiful day.