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Apparently down is harder than up.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is still fascinated with the temporary plastic room.

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But the other day he stepped it up a notch.

Literally…

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I walked by and saw he had climbed the ladder the contractor left behind and apparently found himself the perfect bird watching perch.

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Perfect until he tried to get down that is.

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After laughing and filming his blog worthy attempt… I rescued his silly butt and lowered him to the floor.

Unharmed, but definitely embarrassed.

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Beam/ceiling repair project, day 3 …. blissfully uneventful.

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Day three was noisy but relative smooth sailing.

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Excess wood… that served no purpose other than to act as useless shims… was removed, and everything was repositioned, leveled and put back where it should be.

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Extra heavy duty hangers were installed on both sides…

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And all the rafters were secured to the beam as they should have been 30 years ago.

When the contractor left for the day?

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His Lordship was on the move.

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He thinks we put up the plastic room just for him.

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His Lordship is not pleased.

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Cats are creatures of habit and do not like change.

They pick their sleeping spots in our houses and expect they will always be there when needed.

So if a section of the living room is cleared to make room for a contractor to work and a couch that used to be in front of a prime bird watching window is moved…

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten makes his displeasure known.

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Whining, crying, mewling.

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This includes the what the hell is going on here? look. We’re getting it 24/7.

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On a side note, there’s nothing like moving furniture and a rug that have been in the same spot for 20 years to make you realize new flooring is the next project on the list.

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Tails down please.

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We have stinky visitors every night.

(Pardon the picture quality, I was shooting through a window in the dark)

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Thankfully they rarely spray each other and reserve their perfume for the raccoons or fox who get too close.

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But when I flip the deck light on and see four of the little striped darlings jostling each other for access to food?

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I want to holler tails down please!

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And enjoy a scent free evening.

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No bees were harmed in the making of this post.

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I recently joined a FB group that shares photos of Maine wildlife… and seeing that we have a backyard full, I was anxious to add my critters to the mix.

I started with our chuckers eating watermelon because what’s cuter than that?

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This post was well received with dozens of comments and over 400 likes on the first day.

After that resounding success, I thought I would share my helpful hint about putting mint leaves on hummingbird feeders to repel bees naturally and without chemicals .

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That’s when things started to go wrong…

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I never said they didn’t.

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I’m not killing bees, just stopping them from driving my hummingbirds away.

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Bee feeders? Well good for you, but I’d rather not attract stinging insects to my deck.

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I don’t use red dye, I make my own nectar and put it in a red glass feeder.

To be fair the majority of comments were favorable and quite a few people tried it and thanked me. But it’s like they say, no good deed goes unpunished.

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Let’s play.

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Because you’re here, and it’s required.

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While I love palm tree clad tropical beach sunsets and the idea of cute cabana boys delivering endless margaritas, the reality of the heat which accompanies that fantasy makes me cranky just thinking about it.

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Great cities? They have a heartbeat and are filled with numerous ways to entertain, not to mention five star restaurants. The museums alone can keep me keep blissfully occupied for weeks. But the older I get? The more I appreciate a crowd free venue.

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My vacation choice is the mountains. Crisp, cool, pollution free air. Scenic vistas and breathtaking views. Unspoiled nature. That’s the vacation that lowers my blood pressure.

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These pictures were taken on our trip to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park in Tennessee 5 years ago.

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That’s my perfect vacation.

Where are you headed?

Beach, mountains or city…..

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