I may not decorate for the holidays and seasons like
Mama Pea, but I did capture these festive colors yesterday on my walk to the post office for work and shared them on Instagram:
And what better way to honor
Independence Day than by featuring a CAT? 🤣 This episode on the Chuckie Channel is titled "Every Breath You Take, Every Move You Make, I'll Be Watching You."
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| when I'm feeding sheep |
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| when I'm picking snow peas |
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| when I'm picking currants |
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| when I'm getting ready to ride |
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| when I'm adding to the compost pile |
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| THAT'S better! |
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| crouching tiger, 'hidden' dragon |
If I'm outside, Chuckie usually finds me, whether I'm working in the garden, watering the landscaping, riding in the arena, or doing chores. Stalking me is his new favorite game; it's a hoot to watch him!
My MIL and a neighbor are coming over for supper in a bit. Later we'll head in to town for the municipal fireworks display. I hope you've had just the sort of day you like!
That's it for now from . . .
6 comments:
I have lived with cats my whole married life - 50 years - what you are witnessing is total cat devotion! Some humans aren't a tuned to such subtle behaviors. They only see devotion when it is clothed in the coat of a dog - who is a Master at the devotion-game. Cats "pick and choose" very carefully and selectively who they expend their devotion on and it is clear to me that Chucky is devoted to YOU! Chucky is a wise feline.
Awesome! Such a beautiful red, white and blue display you captured in the flowers!
As for Chuckie . . . you have a friend. :o)
Elaine, I'm just glad Chuckie isn't as BIG as my dogs, 'cause I think he'd take me DOWN in his frequent 'attacks' after stalking! He seems pretty fond of Brian, too.
I was rather delighted with the timing of the available blooms, Mama Pea. 😊
Chuckie is such a beautiful cat! Thanks for all the Chuckie pictures!
Your flowers are lovely! I'll have to get another Crocosmia. Mine "croaked"!! That's for next year, I guess.
This week is the Black Sheep. Are you going on Sunday? I can't go. Maybe next year.
Oh, yes. You are Chuckie's person, all right. He is such a sweet character. Our Fourth was so miserable, weather-wise, that all I managed was to drop off my two pies for the library fundraiser and then scurry back inside, where I drooped with Slim (too close for comfort), Peanut and Lovey. The four of us were matching damp blobs.
Thanks, Jeanne. The flowers aren't mine; at my office job I walk to the post office and shot these photos along the way. I enjoy keeping my eyes open for beauty. I went to BSG on Friday afternoon (as you've probably seen in my latest post).
You've gone from cold and wet to hot and wet, you poor dear; which I could send you some of our more moderate (for now!) weather!
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