Patience is a virtue

I've been perched here for a while, the feeder is filled with fresh seed and still no fluttery takers. I've been told that patience is a virtue, but this is getting a tad ridiculous!

Fluttering mousies

Last night was so exciting (even with the big noisy boomers going non outside). I heard something in the back bathroom. It was flying into the mirror under the nightlight. I jumped up onto the counter and couldn't help myself...I grabbed it in my gently into mouth; it was still.

I hopped down and realized it was not a mouse but a moth, but it was acting like a mouse: flipping around, and then being very still. I had to play with it, and play with it I did, nearly all night. Of course you know the outcome. I presented the moth to Louise this morning (it's what kitties do...share prey with their family) right next to her head, next to her pillow, and to my horror she picked it up and put it outside!

Noisey Nights

Dogs are not the only ones that are afraid of fireworks! Why do they have to start weeks in advance? There's no place to hide from the noise either.

Shake

OK, here I am "giving paw." I really, really do not like to have anyone touch my paws, but for a treat I'll do it, reluctantly (notice face turned to side).