| Cat House |
[Jul. 6th, 2009|11:12 pm]
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It's cooling off nicely tonight. The kittens have piled themselves onto the chair on the back porch to sleep warmly. This afternoon two of them were stalking a blue jay on the lawn. Bad luck for them if they catch one. They'll have to learn what sharp beaks jays have, and how quickly they can use them on kitties.
Black and white cat has pretty much moved into the back room of the house. I can't feed her in the garage anymore because gray cat goes in there to eat her food and spray his scent over everything. Once black and white cat got fed indoors she decided it was her room, and it's all but impossible to get her back out into the garage. She tries to get into the rest of the house but so far I've kept her out. This battle is hopeless, I'm sure. It's probably just a matter of days before she'll be sleeping on my bed.
Among the recent bumper crop of dead celebrities, I don't know how I missed hearing about Harve Presnell. Dead or Alive missed him, too, and only put up a page today. They listed Robert McNamara today too, probably within hours of his kicking the bucket. I guess being a War Chief is more memorable than playing Daddy Warbucks on Broadway. |
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