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This is Sunshine Larry, the unofficial Mayor of Bath, Maine.
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Sunny was a stray cat who lived in a public park and made a lot of friends.
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And even though he has a nice home with a loving family now….
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Sunny still likes to wander.
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And has become a bit of an internet sensation.
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Sadly, I’ve never met Sunny in person.
(In feline?)
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But I sure would like to .
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Sunny is a local celebrity.
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But he doesn’t let it go to his head.
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Sometimes I can’t help but share funny cat things.
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And while that made me smile, this next one might actually help Mark whose cats have taken a sudden dislike of each other.
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Odd, but I figure it’s worth a try.
The next photo belongs to a friend who has horses. She got a few goats as stablemates and then a few mini trampolines because goats like to jump.
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Seems they also like to lay in the sun on individual bouncy beds.
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I do remember that. And curse myself for getting rid of the almond Montgomery Ward refrigerator that dominated our kitchen when we moved in. There was nothing wrong with that vintage fridge, I just wanted something newer and prettier.
It’s been over twenty years now and we’ve had to buy an expensive new replacement every 5 years.
Somewhere in Maine… that ugly Montgomery Ward is laughing. And probably still running like a fine Swiss watch.
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Another one for Mark because summer is right around the corner.
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I decided to try one of those cheap washable rugs.
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It arrived folded in a square and had instructions to lay it flat with heavy books for a few hours to press out the creases, but after a few cursory stretches and smoothing gestures it was good to go.
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Under the dining table, which is when I realized it was just a tad too small. Am I the only person for whom standard sizes never work?
I’ll replace it eventually, but right now I’m struggling to find the right placemats.
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⬆️ are too autumnal for spring.
⬇️ are too turquoise.
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⬇️ have all the right colors but aren’t quite right.
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Oh well, at least the rug passed the Lord Dudley Mountcatten test.
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It’s very thin, but quite soft.
And feline approved.
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We’ve had rain, rain and more rain. Which makes for a gloomy month, but after one warm day? Green grass as well.
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And happy deer at the backyard buffet.
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Are you a Wordle or Spelling Bee addict?
If so, have you tried this new game….
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It’s quite addicting.
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A few relevant quotes for the world in which we live at the beginning of a book I read recently.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten likes the new couch in our den. He started sleeping on the back cushion to the right so I laid a towel to catch the cat hair. Then he started sleeping on the back cushion to the left so I laid a towel to catch the cat hair.
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His Lordship has attitude to spare.
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Momma Chuck is back…
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And enjoying some broccoli.
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Early spring means red winged black birds, starlings and grackles.
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Lots of them.
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And they’re hungry. So hungry they devour the suet cake in less than an hour and strip three feeders in two. It’s a pricey time of year.
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We have three or four skunks who visit every night but one little guy arrives early, oftentimes alongside the deer.
That does not however, mean he likes them.
(Please ignore the background noise. The husband was battling an angel food cake container)
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Skunk -1.
Deer -0.
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And then there’s Lord Dudley Mountcatten who waits patiently for his morning coffee.
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He doesn’t actually drink it…
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Just likes to lick the mug when the husband is finished.
Cats.
What can you do?
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Percy the opossum has become a daily visitor, cleaning up spilled seed under the bird feeders.
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We also caught him on the kitchen landing during a snow dusting.
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The garage door was open…
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But he headed for the barn instead.
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Mrs. Cardinal in the garage gutter.
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Our buck still hasn’t lost his rack…
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Which makes me wonder if he ever will.
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Strolls with Lord Dudley Mountcatten are severely short in the winter.
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As His Royal Highness does not enjoy the cold, wind, snow….
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Or having wet feet.
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Deer, heading back to the woods.
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Success.
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The two new wall sconces have been installed, secured, leveled and oddly enough for DIY projects at Casa River… are fully functional!
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To be honest I’m not overly thrilled with the look as they were described to be antique bronze and look more black…
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But they’re a definite improvement over their tacky predecessors so I’m calling it good.
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Pink winter sky with full moon.
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And though these next pictures are not Lord Dudley Mountcatten?
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They could be.
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Sigh.
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Fat shaming is wrong.
Even if it’s directed towards those of feline persuasion.
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Poor Fred.
I feel you buddy.
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Since I posted about my knee troubles two weeks ago? I’ve been inundated with ads for bamboo wraps, pain creams and Velcro braces.
But yesterday?
Things went a little south..
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For the record I won’t be wrapping myself in cabbage… no matter how blog worthy the photos might be.
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Our buck, having dinner.
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He still has his rack, which is rather odd.
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But it does make him easier to identify.
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Posted for those who have always wondered.
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After too many awful internet crock pot recipes to count, I finally found a good one. This was easy and quite tasty, though I had to leave out the red pepper flakes for my spice averse spouse. When I make it again I’m going to halve the amount of chicken, once shredded it was a little too meaty for me.
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In case you didn’t realize.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten can sleep anywhere at anytime.
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Even sitting up straight in the sun.
He really was sound asleep and tumbled onto the couch shortly after the picture was taken… losing all that hard won feline dignity in the process.
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As promised –
This isn’t the actual feathered roach clip photo I’d been searching for, but it’s from the same Halloween party circa 1981. By the time this was taken I’d lost the headband and tomahawk, but the clips are still there.
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We have one little visiting opossum.
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It’s so cold, and his fur is just thin hairs.
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I never understand how they can survive Maine winters, but they do.
And speaking of winter…
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This is our immediate future.
With the local news using some pretty technical meteorological terms…
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Major fluff!
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Reading, with cat.
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It’s cute, but not always easy.
And speaking of cats…
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I’m wearing my fair share of battle armor myself and should probably eat healthier.
And speaking of eating healthier, I found this recipe…
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A good for you snack.
And speaking of that…
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I never knew this.
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And am glad I’ve only ever fed our squirrels raw nuts.
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And speaking of squirrels…
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They’ve been driving His Lordship crazy.
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Knowing he can’t reach them…
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They’ve been mercilessly cavorting on our deck providing hours of free kitty entertainment… as well as frustration.
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