Julius and Ceasar ... and the past few weeks.
The end of last fall, a local family, was the lucky recipient of a litter of kittens.
A stray had given birth in their pool shed and they all were given away.
We adopted the last one to offer a good home and for his older brother "Julius"
to have a little bother.. er brother.
Ya, a soft spot does exist in the recesses of my cold heart.
Julius,
Laying on the floor in the picture below, trying to sleep, can't catch a break.
He's mostly a outdoor cat that showed up a couple years ago as a stray.
He is the typical come and go on HIS schedule and has a wonderful
BFYTW attitude. I nicknamed him "Tabasco" for that reason.
He also is a morning riser and wants out at zero-dark-thirty if he has graced us
with his presence overnight.
I don't no how he keeps better time than my iphone but damn
near 4:30am every morning he will walk up on the pillows
and bap you on the forehead to let him out.
For that he has earned the additional nickname of:
"Clockwork Orange"
Now, Ceasar aka "little fucker", is very vocal and loves to go outside.
The problem is he is not as street smart as Julius.
We have had him out on a harness and a couple times he has gotten
out of it. Never when you're there. One minute there, the next, poof!
That leads to an hour or more trying to find him.
A few days ago he was the lucky recipient of a new, no escape, harness.
( So they claim).
So far so good.
It went like this:
"Awww, sleepy, I have something for you"
*yaaawn*... "Wha..what is it human?"
"You'll see" sinister laugher
Game on and the end result.......
"Whaaaat?? the fuck??"
"I'm not talking to you"
"Nope , still not talking to you"
"Fine, I'll just lay here and die. I hope none of my friends see me"
They are a funny duo I tell ya.
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Projects, we have projects.....
This is the making of the last two week unplanned 'project' right here....keeping me busy.
Someone bent the yard hydrant:
How it started a few weeks ago.
One thing that I did come away with during this project, so far, is a deep deep respect
and admiration for our fore fathers that came here to New England and had
to manually clear the land by hand and horse and oxen. Almost every single scoop
of dirt by skid steer, backhoe, excavator or shovel, had some form of rock or boulder
to deal with. You can see an example of two that were pried out of the hole in the
image above.
Trust me, there are lots more.
We also had planned the driveway to be paved at this time and they had
to pull this beauty out of the middle of it.
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| It was accompanied by it's children. |
There ended up being 4 boulders, in that large size range, just under the old
pavement.
Needless to say , lots going on. I'll be around.
Stay safe out there.
There's really only one way to handle yourself....