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In which His Lordship finally walks on the driveway.

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Though we have not yet driven on our beautiful new driveway, we are walking on it.

Or rather, we humans are walking on it. Lord Dudley Mountcatten remains skeptical.

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Taking him out for a walk has meant strolling around the house on the grass and then watching him plant himself on the kitchen landing.

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Where he sits and stares.

Until yesterday…

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When he finally decided to investigate.

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Momma chuck was watching from the barn porch…

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As his Royal highness took to the tar.

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Not yet a fan of the new black expanse, His Lordship returned to the backyard and his favorite woodchuck burrow.

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This is a tunnel that runs under our bedroom bay window and I wish I was quicker with the camera because a baby chuck stuck his head out, spotted Dudley and let out a true whistle pig screech.

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As far as kitty entertainment goes, squealing woodchuck beats new driveway any old day.

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Cat sitting.

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I’ve been cat sitting for our neighbors this week.

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They live one door over and down behind us near the river. They’re also the neighbors who had their driveway redone the same time we did. It’s an absolute joy to ride down there now.

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Pia greets me at the door upon arrival. She never used to, but has come realize I am the bringer of food when mom is away… so I am tolerated now.

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And even allowed to pet her on occasion.

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As long as the food bowls remain full that is.

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Should I be worried?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been staring at the living room heat vent.

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I mean, for hours at a time.

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And it’s beginning to freak me out.

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I can’t see anything.

I can’t hear anything.

And even after removing the vent and poking around inside I didn’t see or hear anything.

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And yet…

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Every single day, there he is.

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Waiting for something… *gulp, someone?*…. to rise from the depths.

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If only he could talk….

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And we’re climbing.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was on the move the other day and headed right for his favorite pear tree.

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Please note His Lordship is actually airborne in the next photo.

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As usual, once His Lordship achieved tree grip…

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He was clueless about the next step and simply hung there.

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For quite a while as it turns out.

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But finally, he ascended.

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And posed nicely for the photographer.

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What to do once he’s up there or how to get down proves a bit more difficult.

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Driveway repair part four, the flood and another tree climbed. Sort of…

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We woke up to the remains of an overnight downpour.

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When having your driveway repaired, excess water is not welcome.

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There were two extremely large puddles wreaking havoc with all that new oh so damned expensive dirt.

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And while the birds and the visiting ducks liked their new muddy bath…

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I was less than thrilled.

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Naturally His Royal Highness wanted to investigate.

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He’s such a timid little guy I thought the big equipment would frighten him, but he’s more afraid of the workers than the machines.

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Growing bored with the earth movers he ran up the choke cherry tree before I had a chance to stop him.

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The desire is there, but the skills are still lacking.

😉

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Random nonsense

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Why is it every time I clean the windows?

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A drive by birding. It’s like they wait for the Windex…

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Yes. That is actually the McDonalds in Freeport, Maine.

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Another reason I love my state.

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Do not try to remove His Lordship’s catnip. There will be consequences… and most likely, blood.

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Rain. The husband’s car. And a woodchuck staying dry.

Enough said.

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Rain means rainbows.

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And we’ve certainly had our share lately.

❤️

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Around the house fluff.

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We’ve had a lot of afternoon rain showers lately and with them comes rainbows.

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Too cloudy for a complete one, but with rainbows… half is just as sweet.

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Required photos of Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

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Seen here taking a bath with his blue whale.

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Round two of flowers for the new stone garden bed out back. Fingers crossed the woodchucks don’t like them.

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Family size my ever expanding *ss. These packages get smaller all the time. And if you haven’t tried the toffee flavor? Run to the store before I buy them all out from under you.

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Foreground – fox.

Background – duck.

They seem to be friends now.

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Random nonsense

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Whoever said if you don’t like the weather in Maine, wait a minute wasn’t kidding.

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This is what early June looks like. It’s enough to give you whiplash.

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Another one bites the woodchuck dust. It was a fully bloomed stock. Graceful stalks filled with fragrant pink blossoms. May she rest in peace.

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Route 1 in Wiscasset was closed last week due to an accident. Apparently the Wicked Witch was in town.

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This hall closet contains coats, (spell check changed that to goats which would have been much more blog worthy, sorry) assorted LL Bean bags, a pair of snow boots, extension cords, a pillow, two blankets, a step stool, 4 umbrellas, a lobster pot and the air conditioner we just put in the window.

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Since it’s always full of the aforementioned clutter, Lord Dudley Mountcatten only gets to explore it twice a year and made me wait half an hour to put all the stuff back in there.

Cats.

They’re easily amused.

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His Lordship is a bit of a weirdo.

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The weather is getting warmer, the grass is getting greener, and Lord Dudley Mountcatten wants to go out for a walk every afternoon.

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Not to say that he actually wants to walk on the grass. No. His Lordship will do almost anything to avoid that. Nearly three acres of groomed lawn… and the wee beast sits on the concrete cover for the septic tank. WTH?

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He’s a very delicate walker.

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Hiding in the iris, hoping a bird will land nearby.

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Get lost mom. You’re blowing my cover.

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Face planting in the grass.

I have no idea, don’t ask.

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Giving the pear tree a good once over, but no attempt at climbing today.

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