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Red squirrel annihilation training began the other day and I have to say…
It did not go well.
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After a few half hearted swats,
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten made friends.
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And in true I’m not doing what you want because I’m a cat fashion…
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The beast actually stared out the window at the real red squirrel …
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With a stuffed red squirrel facsimile on his head.
Sigh.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten is a very odd bird. His latest quirk?
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Purposely taking a mouthful of dry food out of his bowl and dropping it on the floor.
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And then eating it.
Apparently this is a protest against the food delivery system.. though why it’s begun after nearly a year I haven’t a clue.
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What is he doing in this photo? Staring up at the china hutch. For a solid 15 minutes.
Why? Your guess is as good as mine.
And while he’s definitely a weirdo, he’s also a very good cat. He doesn’t scratch the furniture, howl at odd hours, jump on the kitchen counters or push you off the pillow at night.
And while he’s allowed on the couches, chairs and beds … he’s not allowed on the tables, bureaus and desks. This ban also goes for the husband’s antique radio…
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Though now that’s it’s too cold to open his favorite bird watching window, this rule has been a challenge to enforce.
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Especially when he gives you that, ‘yeah I’m up here. What are you going to do about it?’ look.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has the full run of our house and sleeps on whatever bed, couch or chair strikes his fancy. But even in this personal Catopia there are limits and he is not allowed on the kitchen counters, tables or bedroom bureaus.
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You knew where this was going right?
While I’ve kicked him off our master bedroom bureaus enough times for him to get the message…
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He seems to think the guest room is fair game.
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And happily parks his butt up there to look out the windows when he thinks I’m not looking.
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Bad cat.
Bad.
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Our resident skunk who visits nightly.
Like everything else around here, he’s ass backwards with a black striped tail and white tip.
Regardless, he’s still a little stinker… and if the tip goes up?
Run.
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Two CH-53E Marine Corps choppers flying over our backyard during some rare state of Maine training.
We lived in the flight pattern of these babies down south when my husband was active duty, and trust me, when they go by? You feel it.
As does your house.. because everything that isn’t nailed down rattles.
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The sunset up the road from our house the other night.
You may ooh and ah at will.
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A sign I bought for the husband’s future barn bar.
Beer.
Making friends more interesting for centuries.
River's world..... 