This is what I get when I try to do simple domestic things, like, laundry (these are actually bathmats trying to dry hung over the laundry basket). He gives me that funny look, but honestly I only knew he was in there because I saw the basket moving around on its own. You'd wonder what was going on too, wouldn't you?
Life with cat.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Whut?
Sunday, July 5, 2009
snoot prints!
Tuesday morning I came out to check on the containers outside my window, only to find everything tipped over, dug through, and generally in disarray. Some nocturnal visitors tipped over all my container plants, deciding apparently that the dirt smelled like it might have something good to eat hidden/buried therein. Nope! Just seeds! But the visitor vandals left their funny little noseprints in the mud for me to find in the morning. Critters! I'm pretty sure it's the family of skunks, though; mumma and two babies, that have a den about ten feet away under a hosta plant by the channelized brook. I was able to put things in some order after work, so the damage was more superficial than I'd expected, given how it appeared at first. All is well.