Cat Update

Cat is still here. I’m going to refer to her as a “he” because Vince is so sure it’s a he but I’m so sure it’s a she, simply because tortoise shell cats are almost always girls but . . Vince can be right . . because I know I’m really right!  :)

This morning we were talking about dogs and how they’re kinda like most humans. Speck and Rita watch each other and they do whatever the other one is doing .. just like most humans. Speck goes out without a leash because he’ll barely get off the porch. He’ll wander around out there all day if I let him but when Rita is out on a leash, he watches her. If she heads back towards the door, Speck will run to the door because he wants to be first in the house.

Cat on the other hand, doesn’t give a flip what anyone else does. He does what he wants to do without regard to anyone or anything else.

Cat

Cat

He’s been sleeping on the picnic table. I think he’s figured out that the first thing we do each morning is take the dogs out the  back door so if he’s sleeping on the picnic table, he sees us when we go out with the dogs.

He gets off the picnic table and watches to see what we’re doing next. If I’m the first one out, I go to the chicken coops to let them out and Cat watches til I’m almost done and then he makes his way to his food bowl.

Cat

Cat

He still isn’t friendly but he isn’t nearly so jumpy and scared as he once was. He’s been hanging out in the garden during the day .. hopefully keeping snakes out of there because it’s getting to be time for me to start planting the fall garden and I’d rather not share that space with snakes!

 

No Complaining

I said . . I’m not going home from Missouri and complaining about Texas. The funny thing is . . if Chad, Nicole and Addie were here, I’d love Texas! But they’re not here.

So, all I’m going to say is this:  

You saw the pictures from MO.  This is the stream that’s just down from Chad’s apartment. These type places are everywhere there.

Fishing

Fishing

You saw the grass at Nicole’s parents’ home.

Fish Fry

Fish Fry

Here at our place, we have not had a drop of rain since the flood the first week in July. This is what it looks like.

Brown Grass

Brown Grass

Do not ask me why there’s that big dead “U” there. We didn’t spray it with anything . . it’s just deader than the rest of the grass. In addition to those dreadful grass burs, the dry, cracked ground, we have horrible crunchy brown “grass”.

I just wanted to share this with you so no one thinks I’m being overly grumpy about being back in Texas!