It was 80 degrees here yesterday and there isn't a soul who was happier with that fact than Hobbes. Guess where he was all day? Outside. All. Day. He's also very glad that Colin was home for Spring Break to keep the kitty door open for him.
"I love you, Tree"
For some reason, Hobbes has decided that he loves the redbud tree this year. He lays by it. He sits next to it. He sharpens his claws on it. And then he rubs his face on it--marking it as his own.
I just think life is more fun if we notice the little stuff and laugh...a LOT. I'm lucky to live with a family who humors me, joins in the fun and tolerates me most days.
I have a wee house and yard, but it is loaded with adventures. There isn't a backyard pond owner out there who has more stories about her frogs, snails, fish than me. And I don't even make this stuff up!
I'm glad you are here to laugh with me. Welcome, pallies!