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And the pet of the day is Puff. He always looks cross.
"Puff" The animals were all gathered, waiting for my arrival.
Today felt more spring-like than many this past month. Bobb stayed curled up on the porch swing.
A feral cat on the Causeway.
And here's just and extra bundle of cuteness: Mom's cat, Baby Kitty. She was hungry and rolling around at my feet as I was trying to take pictures of the sunset. I finally gave up and made sure she got fed.
Bobb could care less about the hummingbirds flying overhead ...
While I was watching the hummingbirds, I noticed that BG was intrigued by something on the sidewalk. This poor worm was trying to find its way back to soil, but BG had it cornered. I ran into the cool house and got the camera (hence the foggy lens) and took a couple shots. She was very gentle with it, but I didn't let her play for long. I helped it back into the grass. I could hear it faintly say, "My hero ..."
Of course, the animals had to investigate what I was investigating. As they congregated, BG decided to sharpen her claws. After Baxter began bothering her, though, she decided to let him know to get off of her back.
Yeah, we're all sleepy tonight. Even Puff is yawning. I bet it made you yawn too. :-O
And the pet of the day is Puff. He always looks cross.
And the pet of the day is Puff. He always looks cross.
And the pet of the day is Puff. He always looks cross.
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