5/10/07

* * * The other day, after we had a bowl of fresh spinach from the garden, Fred pointed out that the spinach leaves had been surprisingly not nibbled on at all. We discussed the possibility that rabbits didn’t want to come so close to where the house is, then remembered that we’d seen them closer to the house than the garden. Then I realized what’s been going on – Maxi and Newt have been guarding the garden! Not only have they been guarding the garden, they’ve been killing the things that have threatened the garden and leaving pieces of them in various places such as the concrete pad in the back yard (a mole head and a few mole intestines), by the back door (pieces of a rabbit), and the side stoop (a skink). Maxi and Newt are mighty, mighty hunters, they’re very good at what they do, and despite the fact that they have cat food on the front porch AND get a canned-food snack every night around 7 (what? You don’t feed cats that are NOT YOURS a nightly snack?), yet they still kill and eat wildlife. No wonder Maxi’s developing a bit of a gut.

* * * Okay, this entry’s going to be a short one today. It’s almost 2:00, I went to the pet store this morning to cover for the usual Thursday morning volunteer, I had to stop and pick up a few groceries, and then I spent two hours cleaning this house (didn’t use Pine-Sol, though!). I still have a buttload of stuff to do, including filling up bird feeders, mop the floors throughout the house, water the plants on the front porch, do some organizing, sort through the crap on the dining room table to decide what to put up for sale on eBay and what to keep for the giveaway page, to start with. I thought I was going to have to mow the lawn tomorrow, but looking at it, I think it can wait another week, so I’m thinking tomorrow will be my lazy day. Gotta have the occasional lazy day, y’know. * * * “Hellew.” (That’s Frick in the front and a Buff in the back. We call the Buff Orpingtons “Buffies”.) Speckles shows the correct form for performing the Chicken Dance. * * * Every day’s a lazy day for the Sugs. * * * Previously 2006: I NEED MY VEGGING TIME, PEOPLE! 2005: We call him… FANG! 2004: Who has more fun that me, kids? That’s right, NO ONE! 2003: No entry. 2002: I think I’ll call him Fredriq, and make him talk in a French accent and squeal with excitement while he’s doing it. 2001: Your shoes are not lined up exactly, and what’s this?? A PIECE OF GRASS ON THE BOTTOM OF YOUR SHOE??? TO THE DUNGEON WITH YOU!” 2000: Exhausting!]]>