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Woke up to this the other morning.
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And I have to admit, colorful sunrises never get old.
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Our one chuck is still visiting daily looking for treats.
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Apples and carrots are his (her?) favorite.
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Woke up to this the other morning.
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And I have to admit, colorful sunrises never get old.
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Our one chuck is still visiting daily looking for treats.
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Apples and carrots are his (her?) favorite.
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Never let it be said I don’t keep my readers well informed. Honestly, what other blog is going to share a story about wild toileting with you?
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Apparently this really is a thing in Europe.
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Impactful, not to mention stinky.
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I’m guessing this is a male dominate hobby.
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Who knew urine was such a fertilizing hot commodity?
Not me.
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During a recent walk with the husband, Lord Dudley Mountcatten spotted my arch enemy.
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Brazen as could be, Momma Red wasn’t disturbed by his presence and stayed in the feeder happily munching seed.
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His Highness stalked and crept closer.
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But she knew he was inexperienced and bided her time.
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Until he was literally right underneath her and she dove over him to reach the safety of the woodshed… where she sat on a high log and chattered at him.
The bitch was laughing, I know it.
Needless to say I was extremely disappointed with His Lordship’s technique …. and purchased a training tool forthwith.
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Okay, technically it’s a flying squirrel. But the size and color are close enough to stand in for that furry red demon for some close quarter combat drills.
Training begins tomorrow.
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I’m all for enjoying a discount when I find one, but sometimes? You get what you pay for.
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Budget butt lifts?
Oh. The horror.
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I was going to say homegrown terrorism and Vladimir Putin, but whatever.
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Feral pigs that have the tenacity and temperament of wild hogs mixed with the prodigious girth of domesticated swine. No thanks Canada. You can keep ‘em!
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I’m sure that’s a delightful curriculum.
Kristallnatch craft class.
Book burning 101.
WTF?
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There’s only one thing better than Easter candy…
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And that’s half price Easter candy.
If you haven’t tried the blueberry and cream or Neapolitan truffles?
What are you waiting for! They’re fabulous. Especially at 50% off.
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Over the years I’ve tried all kinds of crazy beers.
Pine needle stout? Yes.
Earl Grey Tea IPA? Sure.
Maple syrup porter? You bet.
Banana and clove Hefeweizen? Absolutely, it was delicious.
Heck, I even tried a beer made from gummy bears… though I instantly regretted it.
But after reading this article I realized even I have limits. I’m calling a hard pass with this one.
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Just… no.
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But if any of my readers are more adventurous… please have a glass and report back.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a delicate flower. He doesn’t do rain, snow. loud noises, dogs or strange people entering his house. He’s scared of the UPS driver, the vacuum and the ironing board. Drop a book on the floor and you won’t see him for hours.
Wind? Yeah, he doesn’t like that either.
Which is why I had to share this clip of him exiting the house for his walk in 40 mph gusts.
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Where did he run?
Up on the deck where he cried to be let in the back door.
A very delicate flower indeed.
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I have to say… after reading this article?
I’m very glad this isn’t one of my bad habits.
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And I doubt anyone wants to do that.
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Cockroach poo is not my preferred sleeping partner.
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We didn’t have much snow this winter so our spring isn’t as wet as it usually is. No snow means no melt which means no big backyard puddles for our annual visiting pair of ducks to splash.
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But here they are.
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Mr and Mrs Mallard checking out the fallen bird seed under the feeders.
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No water meant they didn’t stay long, but it was nice to see them again.
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You don’t have to, but where’s the fun in that?
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I don’t drink coffee, so that’s easy to give up.
Sugar? I could pull my sweet tooth if I had to.
Pasta? That would be hard, but okay.
Cheese? I’m not sure life would be worth living, but if I have to choose…
I’m going to cling to my bread.
The crusty French loaves, the sourdough, the potato rolls, the honey wheat, the brioche, the cornbread, the biscuits, the pumpernickel!
Give me a pound of butter and a knife? I’m good.
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Yes. That could be me.
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How about you…
What couldn’t you give up?
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