Tricky Tabby Tuesday
This morning Mom fed me my breakfast outside on the deck as usual. I get to sleep in the house despite my disdain for litter boxes, but the 'rents feed me outside to keep me out of 'Sheba's bowl. (She's a slow eater and I only try to help, but no one understands!) It snowed a little on Sunday so you can see a bit of snow on the deck where Dad didn't sweep it off. (I eat under the covered part of the deck, so my food dish stays dry.)
After breakfast, Mom came out to take a picture of me in the snow as I was walking around the yard before doing my business. As her dumb camera took too long to focus, I ducked behind the pyracantha bush and went under the shed out of camera range. That'll teach her for stalking me when I have business to attend to.
An opposum used to live under the shed, but he's gone now.
Darn that Mom! She captured me on film a few minutes later. I thought the coast was clear when I departed my hidey hole.
Okay, that's enough. It's COLD out here! Let me in NOW.
Best wishes to our friends Nelson LaPurr and Daisy the Curly Cat as they recover.