Christmas Eve morning dawned damp and dreary. Rick filled our bird feeder with black oil sunflower seeds, immediately brightening the day for both us and the wildlings.
(Rick also cleaned the outside of the windows overlooking the deck for me – "I can see clearly now...." Thanks, Honey!)
On Christmas Day Rick made a sad discovery on our front porch. I don't know if it hit a window or what, but this Ruby-crowned kinglet was exquisite even in death:
The creatures that make up our flocks and herd and pack mean a lot to me, so whenever we are away from home, I am drawn to whatever animals are available. This weekend that was my sister's FIL's cat, Fat Albert.
Fat Albert was about the softest, squishiest kitty I have ever felt. He keeps his voluptuous figure by keeping his activity level low (see above), and being a total foodie (see below).
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| Wasabi almonds |
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| Coffee with cream |
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| Persimmon muffin |
Today, Brian's sharp eyes spotted movement at my Christmas hummingbird feeder –
SQUEE!
That's it for fur and feathers today, from . . .
5 comments:
Aw! Fat Albert is wonderful! I must fill my bird feeders.
Years ago we had a tuxedo cat names Archibald. He had the same outlook on life as Fat Albert! Oh so sad about the kinglet. I was surprised to see hummers in Medford. None up here though and that's a good thing for them.
Apparently, I'm very lacking in bird knowledge . . . I thought all hummingbirds went way far south for the winter.
Fat Albert certainly knows where his priorities lie! He looks like he has a pretty good life.
Ahhh, Fat Albert must love the holidays! LOL. Nice bird pictures!
Wasabi almonds, coffee and persimmon muffins... wow! Fat Albert is living the high life.
Love your photos. Poor little Kinglet. Life is hard out there. Once in a while we find hummers dead on our porch and never know why. So sad.
Hope your Christmas was beautiful.
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