Well, finally....the air is warm, the ground is dry and I can roll around in the dirt.
Learning to do more things every day.
No, I still can't see, but I just know You are there. xoxo
What a nice day we had yesterday. The sun was shining but also quite windy. Mom fixed me up a spot to rest out in the backyard.
The ground is a little cold yet so she hauled out the old quilt from the shed.
She thinks the shaved bit at the back of my head might get sunburned.
Nice, cuddly spot
I do get a little bored, though
Nothing to do but listen to things....it is kind of quiet where we live
There were Snow Geese flying over all day....can't see 'em but I can hear something noisy somewhere above me.
I'm told this is a really nice pic of the apple tree branches
She's quite a nice person, she looks after me very well, but she's never been much of a photgrapher, just sayin'....
Many things have happened since our last post - adventures & misfortunes.
The long and short of things is that after a bout of seizures, Freddie is now blind.
We were away from home when all this happened. We've been home for about two weeks and Freddie is learning to sense her way around our house, including going up and down the stairs to the basement...the long flight still needs my help, but Freddie is able to do the three stairs from the backdoor up to the kitchen by herself.
She's one amazing little cat.
I'm not really sleeping.
But...pretty close....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Yep, Mom brushes my teeth - and I don't mind it; not really. I've chewed up a couple of these little toothbrushes already. :)
The toothpaste tastes pretty good (it's chicken-flavoured).
I might let my Auntie Carol do this in March, when I'm staying with them. It's cool if the paste goes everywhere other than in my mouth. The enzymes will work when I clean my face.
Tomorrow is recycling bin pick-up day. Thought I'd give mom a paw with getting things gathered, boxes taken apart....
Wait a minute....
A box that looks like I would fit in it
Yup, See
See
Well, it isn't any worse, mom, than you trying to fit into those pants you want to take along on your birding trip...just sayin' so stop laughing.
.......
(the bleak look of a cat realizing she isn't a tiny, slim and trim kitten anymore).
