Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Oh, how I wish I could have made a video of this! Happy and his hover of crows had a real game going this morning and here’s how it went:
Happy was calming walking down my driveway towards the street. “Oh, nooo”, I thought, as I’m always worried about cars. But he always stops, looks both ways, and then crosses when it’s safe and heads through the neighbor’s backyard. It was the same today, except….all of a sudden 4 crows landed in the street! Happy froze because they were almost as big as he is and he’d never seen something that big fly. “Is this a sign?”, he thought; “Can I fly?” The crows walked back and forth, heckling him and moving ever closer still. Happy was transfixed but then crouched down to the belly-run position. He ran at the first one but lo and behold, the first one shot straight up into the air! Happy’s head did a double take and looked up and his mouth was actually open in disbelief! Then he looked back and there they were, 4 crows in 4 corners and he was in the middle, uh oh. Trapped like a rat…ummm, cat. They started to close in, cawing out insults to him and he was swinging his head to every corner. He crouched again and decided to make the lunge. Mistake. They lunged first, never touched him, but he started yelling like he was being killed as he leapt/FLEW 3 feet into the air. Never touched him! They backed up, still in a square with Happy still in the middle. His eyes were WIDE and his mouth was open as if to say, “Holy Sh*t”. He crouched again, but this time he took a breath and ran like the devil himself was after him and tore back across the street, down the driveway, to the backyard, up the back porch, and jumped into a blanket-covered chair and sunk himself into the covers with only his eyes looking over the chair arms.
I felt like I was watching a movie in production and I ran from window to window so as not to miss even a second. It was all I could do to not howl with laughter but I didn’t want to interrupt a moment of this. Poor Happy, put down by crows. I think this was the beginning and end of his crow hunting days.
Tonight will be 12 degrees and I’ll have him inside for sure from about 6 or 7pm on. It won’t even hit 30 until about 1pm tomorrow and then even colder tomorrow night with low 20s for the days and right through the New Year. These next few days will not be easy on him or me as he likes to be outside and then come in when he’s ready --- that will be about every 20 minutes, I think. Come on Spring.
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Crazy title, I know, but the phrase came about by my neighbor, Bev, up the street, who had a great holiday party for just the women in our neighborhood. It was fabulous and jammed packed with women from my street and then both streets on either side. We all had such fun that it was dubbed The Dinwiddie Divas in salute to our street name. I’m hoping this begins a tradition!
My own tradition for this street has been going on for 9 years. Every Christmas, I get into my little red car wearing a red cape and take gift bags to my neighbors up and down the street. Now it’s funny because they all know who’s doing it but I still try to hide that it’s me! Today was gift day and at one of the houses, I sneaked up to the door, cracked it open, put the bag down and softly shut the door and then rang the bell and ran like the devil. JUST as I got into my car, she came to the door and saw me and started laughing while I was throwing my arms over my head and yelling, “You don’t seeeee meeeee!” It’s like this every year and all of us get a good laugh but don’t you know I have the best time of all!
We’ve had a few days of 50’s and 60’s weather but chilly nights. Now it’s heading back down again and one of the nights this week will be in the teens, brrrrr. My newest adoptee, Happy, is now sleeping in the house at night, NOT with my other 2 cats yet, but he has the run of the kitchen (with a bed) and the run of the basement (with TWO beds, one heated), toys, and me cuddling with him for about an hour until he gets too hot and heads downstairs to his cooler bed of choice. The thing is, I have 2 KittyTubes which I described before and he’d be just fine in either of them on the porch, but it’s the mother in me. I hate the idea of him even ‘maybe’ getting chilly and so now he’s already waiting at the door to come inside to his winter home of kitchen/basement living. As I type this, he’s been in his bed for 30 minutes and tomorrow morning I’ll actually have to wake him up for breakfast. He’s such a love. Am I pretty eaten up with this guy? Oh, yeah.
Well, folks, obviously I didn’t have a ton of news and was really mostly rambling out thoughts of the day, but just in case I don’t post until after Christmas, know that I am SO glad to be back, SO glad to see YOU, and SO happy that with a little time, patience and work, we’ll get a great crew going again. Until then, Merry, MERRY Christmas to each of you and I say that with a huge smile and open arms that are hugging us all together. XOXOXO