Tag Archives: pets

Who, me?

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I was doing some paperwork at my desk the other day so of course His Lordship had to join me. After booting him off the desk three times he decided to jump on the printer and cause trouble.

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He’s good at that, but looks oh so innocent.

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Needless to say everything up there was knocked to the floor before long.

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Cats.

😊

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Random rambling.

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The neighbor’s horses are sporting some new footwear.

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And while I know they wear eye protection to give relief from flies…

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The sexy boots are new.

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If ever there was a way to waste perfectly good wine, this is it.

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You have to love a Maine town hall that embraces rubber duckies.

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I don’t drink coffee, but this almost makes we want to start.

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His Lordship has discovered and claimed the bottom shelf of the new coffee table.

It was only a matter of time.

😊

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Well, hello there…

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I spied someone on the deck railing recently, and as you can see… the royal feline was clueless.

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The someone was a juvenile Coopers Hawk.

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There’s good hunting under our bird feeders and this beauty was seriously interested.

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After ten minutes of me taking pictures and saying hey, there’s a big bird outside…

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His Lordship caught on.

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Hullo gawgeous!

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Raptors are fascinating creatures.

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And seeing one this close is a special experience.

❤️

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Subtlety is not his strong suit…

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten enjoys licking the cream residue from my husband’s morning coffee and makes no secret of this fact.

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From the moment my spouse pours his first cup, he has a captive audience.

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Since His Lordship doesn’t want the actual coffee, my husband has to drink the first cup more rapidly than he’d like.

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And is stared down with anticipation during the process.

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Cats.

They want what they want.

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The one where His Lordship examines the progress.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is not happy with the constant remodeling noise, but his curiosity gene is strong enough to warrant a quick exploration of the project when my husband takes a break.

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Checking out the missing siding.

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Walking balance beam.

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Attacking a clamp.

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And looking in the window he usually looks out are all on the menu.

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As is using the new pea gravel for a litter box.

Though we probably won’t share that part with my husband.

😉

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Taking the cat for a walk. Or rather, a roll.

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We have almost 3 acres of carefully tended mown lawn. So naturally when I take Lord Dudley Mountcatten outside, he heads straight for the barren patch of dirt under our bird feeders.

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Yes, the bird viewing is up close and personal there…

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But the main reason is he likes to roll.

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The birds eat there. As do the woodchucks, the raccoons, the ducks, the fox and the deer.

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So many good stinky smells in which to cover himself.

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Sigh.

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Work continues… slowly.

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When my husband first started tearing down the old porch he hoped to save some of the original frame.

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Some of the original wood came off easily, some required gentle coercion.

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I’m not quite sure what went on here…

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When my husband is working a project, I find it safer not to ask.

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New framing meets old.

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In jigsaw like pieces apparently.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has been very curious where all the noise is coming from, so I took him out for a stroll to check the progress.

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Naturally he found the old dryer vent hole and had to investigate.

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