Good morning, I was wondering where the mangy black tom cat was this morning.
Normally the tom is sleeping on the railing next to the sliding door to the deck for the kitchen.
It is very windy, not blustery and cool out here. The air is warm and the wind seems like it is air-conditioned.
I feel good this morning, mentally and physically.
There are signs of rain everywhere, dark clouds, drops of rain on our glass table and technology says by radar that rain is coming.
The kitten is playing with George our male cat that was cut. George has taught a lot of kittens to fight; they are all dead.
The rabbit showed itself then departed just now.
The kitten was here with me but now is out of sight.
No comments:
Post a Comment